A New Woman

They are made for many reasons (Quad Tanka)

Spread your hands so far
Like you say the number five
You'll see special things
Especially the name of God
Its written in Arabic

Only one hand does
No it isn't the left hand
It is your right hand
The purest one of them both
The one advised to eat with

Don't look at your palm
Look at your hand from the front
You will see HIS name
Its written in Arabic
Many believe when they see

Open up your eyes
Many muslims do not know
Yet they should know this
Look at your beautiful hands
Your hands are made for reasons


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They are made for many reasons (Quad Tanka)

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