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The human being is himself a great battlefield,

Translated from Uzbek · Original text

The human being is himself a great battlefield,The battle with the ego goes on without mercy.In this war the heart sheds blood,One after another the banners are raised.At times the ego’s cry of triumph sounds,The heart is voiceless, defeated, broken.The animal nature, overrunning everything,Slowly conquers your whole being.The human is left in the pit of heedlessness,Satan leaps and dances in delight.At times the heart lets out a groan,The torment carves rebellion into it.The tongue grows long like a scorpion’s sting,It scatters insults and backbiting.The slaves of the ego, like perfected men,Open books in search of fatwas.Somewhere tyrants and murderersWill lay whole countries in ruins.But here the poisonous tonguesWill wreck the hearts of strangers.One will ruin a house, a city,Another will lay a heart in ruins.Every morning, as you greet the dawn,O you, without harnessing a cart for your ego,Reflect and ponder for a moment:To ruin a land is a dreadful crime.The court, the black bench await,Yet perhaps one may escape from them.But whoever has shown hatred and enmityAnd broken people’s hearts —Without a doubt the judgment and justiceWill be carried out by the Truth Himself, the Sustainer.God is in no hurry to punish,Time and means are His wisdom;If the servant is deserving,He will surely repent.But if he wages no jihad against his ego,If he does not discover his heart,The servant sinks into the swamp — alas! —And hangs a shackle on his own neck.Then the judgment against him is fixed,He will find no refuge to flee to.Whoever has broken people’s heartsWill now himself heave bitter sighs.Now the door of mercy is shut,Only torment, torment and torment.The cradle of Hell rocks back and forth,Your body will burn like a kebab.That is why, O you braggart,While you still have your wits, cover your hem —Bow your head today before the wronged,Ask forgiveness — let your anguish depart.O human being, open your eyes,Forgive one another, hold one another excused.Do not strip one another bare,Draw a veil over your faults, forget them.If you bear no grudge against one another,If you are not enemies to one another,Perhaps your heart will find solace,And joy — water — will reach your thirsting soul.If you forgive one another completely,If you do not set your own ego above all,Perhaps the Truth will grant His forgiveness,And all your rebellions will be pardoned.Akrom MALIK

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