Say to the ones who veil the truth in stone,
I bend my knee to Allah, Him alone.
I do not worship what your hands have made,
Nor bow before the shadows in the shade.
You do not worship what I hold divine,
No shared devotion crosses this design.
And never shall I serve your fleeting gods,
Though world and wealth against me stake the odds.
Nor will you ever bow where I have knelt,
To feel the sacred truth that I have felt.
The line is drawn, immutable and clear,
No compromise of faith is welcomed here.
For you, your path, your rituals, and your sign;
And unto me, the pure, unyielding mine.
