Originally posted by: lashy
Ustaad Sahib...
We are proud of you brother, of your principles and morality.
If you looked inside of us, our respect you'd truly see.
The times, until not so long ago that we have shared,
the times you have been there just to care.
Those times we were tossed.
Those times of triumph and loss.
The times of heartache and pain,
and those times of hurt and gain.
Though life has a way of tearing us down,
You've been there to encourage us to go on.
You've helped us all face our fears,
you've been there for us through the tears.
You've been our strength in tough times
and great heights you've helped us climb.
Thus climb we did in this life, higher than we ever cared to go
because you believed in us and helped us grow.
You wouldn't let us sit, you'd rarely let us rest.
Because you believed we'd soar higher if we did our best.
Thank you our guide, our mentor, for caring about us so.
Even if we rarely ever show, through this poem we surely wanted you to know.
Thank you, our brother, our Ustaad Sahib, you've been very true.
And now it's time for us to pay our dues.
Though we'd never be able to truly repay all your sacrifices,
We'll give this fight all we have, for that is truly what you mean to us!
Men of Ustaad