Multitudes fail to wash away their sins, alas
Multitudes fail to wash away their sins, alas,
They remain ravenous as their futile lives pass.
Request a gift for Allah, they will begrudge plain dough;
All those people, blinded by ignorance, are crass.
This world is a young bride dressed in bright red and green;
Look on and on, you can’t have enough of that lass.
A hundred knights would fail to rob a naked man;
Take the path of truth starknaked, mystic Yunus.