I have to wash away,
The beast I have within.
Every way I sway,
It’s leading me to sin.

It’s the environment, it’s the media, and it’s the world outside,
No matter who I try to blame, there is nowhere to hide,
Salvation lies in realising that the beast is inside.

Had I been elsewhere, I’d have been sin-free,
There is no place to run where the beast won’t chase me,
I would have progressed further, had I looked inwardly.

But I fast, I supplicate, I even pray at night,
I let the fake deeds blind my true insight,
Had I realised sooner that my heart had to fight.

I even recite the Qur’ān! I don’t understand!
I left my inner battle-post completely unmanned,
It was my heart that needed to take a stand.

I am kind and generous to everyone I know,
Like the filthy crud covered with white snow,
Why have I left my heart without a godly glow?

I have to wash away,
The beast I have within.
Every way I sway,
It’s leading me to sin.