I own you
Like I own my horse.. and my slaves
I walk on you like I walk on carpets in my palace
So bow to me when I stand
And bow to me when I sit
Did I not find you, on one of those days,
Between the papers of my ancestors??
Beware not to read any books
I read for you..
Beware not to write any letters
I write for you
Beware not to secretly listen to Feirouz
I know of your intentions
Beware not to enter graves without my consent
We deem that a cardinal sin
Remain quiet when I speak to you
My words are a holy Quran..
(Painting by Ludwig Deutsche)