1. The Lord of all creation on His throne sublime,
His hosts between His hands guard reason and rhyme,

2. Towards merit and conscience their help they provide,
While Satan now strives to misguide those inside,

3. We're lured by desire; from wisdom astray,
Not to guidance aspire but passions obey,

4. A wonder - a mind that was reasonable before,
Now wanders aimlessly, sense and sanity no more,

5. Where is loyalty, where is compassion and care?
Now lost in sheer ignorance, darkness and despair,

6. The path of the righteous he’d walked days of yore,
But now of free will, from wisdom he tore,

7. By choice he unleashed on himself his own fire,
Persisting estranged from his Lord and his Sire,

8. O you who have slipped towards evil and shame,
Blame not your misstep, but your willful aim,

9. With free will endowed by the Creator of time,
You authored your being and chose your own crime,

10. You hid any good that you had inside,
In oceans of evil and darkness to hide,

11. Does man lack in means except what he's tried?
Tell us, what's destined and what you decide?

12. Why condemn the thief? Why praise one more wise?
If you claim no choice, then God you chastise,

13. Corrupting His rule and overriding His hand,
Reward and punishment lose their command,

14. No prayer and no plea, His book but a lie,
A God contradicted before the world's eye,

15. Imagine the Lord as unjust or unkind,
Like tyrants who prey with no law to bind!

16. Do not presume yourself bound as you see,
Cast off your vain doubt, leave false blame to Thee,

17. Lamentation unfits; better smile, understand-
You mimicked the image of God in this land,

18. With will to pick evil or walk the straight line,
Good yours when you shine, and yours the decline,

19. Yours due is reward if you comfort and heal,
And yours punishment justly if you steal and kill,

20. Judas chose darkness, but look at his end-
Peter chose rightly, redemption to send,

21. Not bound by his Lord was the one or the other,
Each walked his own path, one way or the other,

22. So pity your life and from misdeed abstain,
Let tears, not laughter, cleanse hijab of stain,

23. A day comes to bear what is justly ordained,
When good or corrupt, reward is obtained,

24. Intention decides the soul's gain or its pain,
Yours the prize earned for your travel or bane.