Rough hands:-
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It is a beautiful Feast when I take rest.
My body is eager to sleep all the night.

I am very happy as I work hard and I do my best.

2
Much work, much happiness, much piety, much Sweating, much beauty and many meanings to life.

Millions hours of hard works, billions gardens in my free heart and trillions of paradises

3
Rough hands are loved by the Christ, Islam prophet and by Torah and the Bible.

Under the hard sun in my field I work in Summer.

I get crops from the heart of the soil and get sugar.

4
I hardly can eat, I hardly can walk and I have long time till I can close my eyes and sleep.

I sleep eleven hours a night and I get up like a lion though I slept as a dog and in his neck thick rope.

5
No need to the false starizm, strong T v fame , love, like and comments.

This unfair world will end and my poems will live and light my tombs.

6
No need to love or ladies in kitchen or in bed.



With my few loaves and quarter kilo of cheese, I am happier and richer than King of Oman and England.
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Written by Abdellatif A. Fouad.
June 8,2042