My Mother Taught Me! Poem by AFFAQ NABI

My mother told me to always speak the truth.
As a little boy, I joined a caravan of camels.
To devote my bloom of youth to the travels,
While the carrot was halfway to Basra.
A band of raiders halted the caravan herd,
Nearer an oasis known as the Pop rock,
They didn't grant the merchant's request to carry on,
And there was rough and tumble and crosstalk.
Later on, some snatchers turn towards me.
Ahh, I said, 'I've got a hundred dinars in my wallet.'
But they didn't repress me, they
merely said,
'Why did you speak the truth? '
'wow, I said
With my trembling lips, ''my mother taught
Me to always speak the truth.' then the band
Fell to their knees.some ran away, some wept,
And some followed me, and I said: ' O make
A league with the Lord, please'
They replied!
Let's walk to the shade of the palm trees.