يؤلمه مَضغيَ من خُبزِه

كأنني من جسمِه أمضُغُ

My translation bread pains him

As though I were chewing his flesh

وقبلَ أن أهوي إلى لقمةٍ

يصيح ياربِّ متى يَفرُغُ

And before I sink teeth into a morsel

He cries "O Lord, when will I have my fill?"

بينَ يديه المِيلُ والتخُ كي

يَحسَ ما يُبلَعُ كم يبلُغُ

Before him, temptation and doubt

He feels what he swallows, how far it goes