A dialogue with Satan
A dialogue with Satan
One night, deep in prayer the slave was immersed
And begged to dialogue with the one that is cursed
The question stirred his mind consistently
‘Why he did not bow down to Thee?
What reason, rationale did he comprehend?
We will all return to You in the end
How foolish, what whim could even possess
Shaytan to turn away and then to regress?’
“Oh Lord, I have saved some stubborn men
from decisions they would later reprehend
I have convinced misers of immense parsimony
To part with unparalleled sums of their money
Men of liquor and women, to finally repent
And then to observe their faith augment
My ask my Lord, who deserves all praise
Is to speak to this one who turned away.
Am I worthy of this talk? I of beg of you
Do not keep this curs-ed one eschew.
YOU?! An old creature, you can barely stand
You could hardly call yourself a man
Are you the one who turned away?
Who caused all of mankind to go astray?
Are you the one that was dissident?
Who speaks to man with dissonance?
You fool, look at me, what can you see?
A wretched body is all that’s left of me
My one mistake, my unforgivable sin!
But how could I bow down to anyone but him?
My love for our Lord is uncontested
From all the angels, I was his selected
I stayed for an epos in due submission
His happiness was my only mission
And you may judge my action as gravely odd
But could you bow down to anyone but God?
My one regret, my only mistake
And now for eternity, am I to forsake
My lord who has cursed me, and for what reason
I have paid my punishment for my treason
I tried to show our Lord your flaws
War mongers! And power you all adore!
Man kind has committed more destitute sins
And I was asked to bow down to him?
But I assure you friend, my days are done
My strength is gone, I am none but one
From my lord my only request
Is look at what mankind does bequest
And leave calamities on his Earth
And yet it is I, who remained accursed
Answer me this, you think I led man astray
You are mistaken friend think of what I say
I am chained away in Ramadhan
And still destruction carries on
Do I cause men to rape the helpless girl?
Or to strip the produce of your world
And trade it all for some worthless gold
And all for nothing, your soul is sold
How much wealth can man possibly desire
How much more nothing do you crave to acquire?
And on the backs of your brother demise
None share these attributes from all that's alive
Did I invent the torture of your fellow man
Your sickness is potent, this is all from your hands
You dare say it was me, I will not accept
Your blame for the actions that you’ll soon regret
I have seen rivers of blood in your heinous wars
All claim to be promoting our Majesty’s cause
Your kind are besmirched, you are designed weak
Your greed and corruption are more than unique
But leave me now, my repentance interrupted
You should also repent, for you are truly corrupted
Speechless! The slave began to cry
And yearned for God to make him die
The shame he felt of being a man
‘Rape, torture, greed, they just began
To name the disasters that man creates
What contribution can we really make
To Earth? and the existence of man kind
We’ve fallen too deep, our sins unconfined’
For years the slave soul now dwelled in the dark
The words from Shaytan, which would not depart
His dreams, all he saw was mans corruption
Goodness broken by a dark interruption
Despair engulfed the slave’s heart at night
And now his demons were winning the fight
And then one day by chance in his prayer
One verse from The Book demolished his despair
he rehearsed, what he had almost forgot
When God say he knows what they know not
Satan will convince us to make an enemy of man
destruction will appear to allude from our hands
But the calling for mankind is infinitely clear
Satan is our enemy, to this we must adhere
Tears of joy filled his eyes
Mankind was not on the path to demise!
We have differentiated potential like nothing else
We can choose to regress and feed the self
Or reach into nafs, where there is something more
To represent our Lord as his ambassador