Reluctant I stood, thrust into this place,
Not chosen by will, yet I embrace the grace,
A weight I carry, solemn and true,
Guided by purpose, though unsure of the view.
Time fades to whispers, deadlines blur,
I heed no pressure from titles that stir,
If power deems me fit to leave,
Indifference shields what I believe.
Climbing the curve, each step uphill,
Learning the dreams this place fulfills,
A vision uncovered, first small, then wide,
A call to the country, seen from inside.
Through my eyes, it grew, a daunting sight,
To share with others, to bridge the light,
Struggling to bring all minds as one,
The task never finished, yet hardly begun.
Alone in thought, as shadows fall,
Wrestling with doubts that stand so tall,
A quiet fear this role has changed
What once felt certain, now feels strange.
So I ask for guidance, Allah above,
To keep my soul, to lead with love,
May wisdom hold what pride may sway,
And mercy light my lonely way.