The Children of Israel - Chapter 17, Verses 29, Holy Koran

And don’t make your hand 
Shackled to your neck niggardly
Nor stretch it forth 
To its utmost bigheartedly
Otherwise you will have disgrace
And become penniless.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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January 15, 2011 at 7:55 PM
Nice poem...Jimmy
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