I ask my mum why do you cry
She said it’s for the Rohingyan child
No shoes on their feet
No food to eat
Oh Allah keep safe the Rohingyan child
I’m sad this is bad
how can they hurt them like that
The world has to stop them
Being burnt like that!
Through mud and muck
they run for their lives
Oh Allah keep safe the Rohingyan child.
Then my mum says something
There are things we can do
To help them to safety,
to help them get through.
Raise your hands to the skies
and make your dua
And send of your wealth
to the lands so far
I open up my money box
There’s not a lot there
Oh Allah put Barakah in what I can spare
Ya Fattah open doors
so I can get this message through
So here I am reading my poem to you
Give generously for the Rohingyan child
Oh Allah keep safe the Rohingyan child
Ameen