I Tell My Evil Nafs To Get The Hell Out Poem by Mohammad Younus

I tell my evil nafs to get the hell out,
But it wouldn't get away from me;
Just gets on to show me the way to the Hell,
Making it appear as the gorgeous paradise;
So that I go straight to the hell.

O my nafs!
There's just nothing good with you for me;
I know you'll be happy...
..to show me the way to the hell;
If this is not so,
Then why are you still leading me astray?
We never really liked each other much anyway;
We can't even meet each other halfway;
We've never had much in common,
You are made of fire,
And I am made of sounding clay;
I think you've always looked for an excuse,
To make sure that I dont follow the divine way;
I always followed you
I was a great fool; I was absolutely wrong;
You're my biggest foe, now I know.

I think it's time for youn to submit to me.
It's time for you to walk along with me,
As a servant under my full command;
And play not anymore your tricks with me;
Enough is enough, I've had enough of you;
I will just get on now,
Without your ominous company.

MyKoul