'Follow not in the footsteps of Satan,
For surely he is your open enemy, '
God took a covenant from me,
I could not lie to God anymore,
So I started to call my Satan to Islam,
First he looked disgruntled and confused,
I whispered the word of Allah in his ear,
Then he started smiling,
Then started whirling around...
...on hearing the melodious divine voice,
I kept at it:
now he is no more my enemy,
He doesn't lead me astray,
He is now my loyal friend,
He follows me in my footsteps...
...when I start journeying to God,
I am wondering how I got rid of my enemy...
...without battling with him.
Mykoul
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