Whenever you think the world 
To you has not been fair 
Think of that poor child 
Who wasn’t lucky enough to see his father 
And lost both his mother and grandfather 
By the time he turned eight. 
Whenever you feel 
You have been thrust 
Into the world before your time 
Think of that young boy 
Who had to look after goats 
In the hostile heat of the desert 
To earn an honest living. 
Whenever you think 
People are not being fair 
And your life is miserable 
Think of he 
To whose feet stuck the sandals
As a result of heavy bleeding 
After a heavy stoning; 
Think of he 
Who was called a liar 
A mad poet and troublemaker; 
Think of he 
Who was beaten
And in whose path 
Was placed thorns and filth. 
Whenever you think 
In life you need an inspiration 
Think of he who chose
When he could have had it all 
To use a simple mat and the bare earth 
As his preferred sleeping place 
Think of he who fed 
On ordinary bread 
Or just water and dates 
For days on end 
Whenever you contemplate 
Throwing in the towel 
Because your golden dreams 
Seem not so forthcoming, 
Think of this man 
The one whose relatives 
And clan forsook 
Just because he dared take a stand 
Different from that of his time 
The one who had to flee his home 
Since his life was at risk 
The one who lost his teeth 
And friends so dear 
And for decades lived in fear. 
Compared to this man my dear 
Has life really been to you unfair? 
And to shed more light
On this man’s life, 
In spite of all these, 
He had for everyone a ready smile 
And to his family
A loving father and husband
With no hidden skeletons in the closet
Or others swept under the carpet. 
And you may be surprised to know 
That written in gold 
On the pages of history 
His, is regarded as the greatest success story!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem