1. A man empty of honor, virtue withdrawn
And manliness departed, zeroed, forlorn

2. Structures the Jews exult in, yet inside
More flimsy refuge than a spider's web torn

3. Let not the beauty of its outward view
Deceive, of gardens and a river born

4. For like the world its surface is made sweet
Yet inner sweetness bitter wormwood, scorn

5. Or paradise of Dajjal, seen to bloom
With dew, inside, though, only fiery thorns

6. As sulfur stench makes she who dwells in Sudan
Or Egypt vomit, so this coward scorns