Muslims are born with a gift to charm, to persuade;
Brave men—they are endowed with a noble courtesy.
Slaves of custom are all the schools of old;
They teach the eaglet to grovel in the dust.
These victims of the past have seen the dawn of hope,
When I revealed to them the eagle’s ways.
The man of God knows but two words of faith;
The scholar has tomes of knowledge old and new.
About wine and women I know not how to write;
Ask not a stone-breaker to work on glass.