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My God, never make the child of Adam

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

My God, never make the child of AdamBase and worthless and ungrateful.The wretches who have clung to SatanDo not make proud of their deficient deeds.If I lament, my God, this state of mineIs not rebellion or transgression at all.I simply confess my helplessnessAnd weep at my unredeemed state, O Lord of Truth!Whoever does not value the bread he has eaten,That is, whoever cannot live without ingratitude,Until his eyes are gouged out and blinded,Let death not take him by the hand.He who ate another’s bread and was blind to it,Once blind, let his eyes be wrung out and flow!Upon this ruined state of his, upon his wails,Let the one he betrayed gaze to his heart’s content.Not only the food that fills your belly is bread,Knowledge and wisdom, and love too, are bread.From whatever hand a servant eats his blessings,If he does not forget what he ate, he is human.If you understand what the heart is,Let your every moment be a pure dawn!If you are ungrateful, may your journey be to Saqar,May your triumph be an agonizing poison!Whoever keeps his word, whoever keeps his covenant,Is, no doubt, a great soul, a great and noble man.Whoever follows his nafs and his SatanWill be abased and ruined, will die before his time.You who poked a stick into the eye of one who did you good,Your hands shall be cut off from now on.Your foundation ruined, your ruin burned,You will surely be scattered as ash across the world.Whether you are born of a shah or born of beys,Whatever arena you may gallop across,The cry of the oppressed will catch up with you,You will not die till you swallow blood clot by clot.Your blind eyes will not open, Allah knows best,Every wisdom is wasted on the deaf.But upon the heads of the good foreverForgiveness and mercy rain down from the Lord of Truth.You who reached out your hands to helpless servants,O you faithful souls, bright is your path.In the ranks of the choicest servants, ameen,May you be leaders in both worlds.Akrom MALIK
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