O My Beautiful First Azān Poem by Mohammad Younus

O my beautiful first Azān!
The fanfare on my birth!
O my goodness!
It is a hellish world!
Atrocious world!
Where I stumble at each step!
Thorny bed I am stretched over!
Woe that day to the squealingsoul -
The fish out of water!
When for the first time...
...my soul fused to my body,
I began with the first cry on the first day,
That painful cry shall stay with me,
Till the final trumpet is blown,
Am I so deserving of these torments!
And why? For what sins?
Let me ask my lord one question,
Why don't you fulfill your promise,
That you made to my soul in antiquity,
But I fear He might reprimand me,
Because I, on my part, didn't fulfill...
...my own covenant -
That, beside Him, I won't take...
...Satan as my lord,
Let me remember when He said:
Am I not your lord?
And I affirmed with 'Yes',
Do I fulfill my covenant to my lord?
How can I grasp...
...the meaning of eternity then?
Let me live up to that eternal covenant,
So that I would expect my lord,
To fulfill his promise to my soul

Mykoul