The Nafs and It's Enemy

The Self entices towards matters we Love
The Shaytaan calls towards matters we hate
The Nafs craves wealth and Women
It's Enemy(Shaytaan)calls the soul to steal, Gamble, and Fornicat
The worst of the souls is Rebellious against Allah
Isn't worthy of Honor
Seeking ways to cash in without working
Al Jawwaad returns to His slaves
Every souls receives His Mercy
Yet the ingrate feels intitled
All Matters are written in a preserved book
Now Look! How the self can heal itself by rememberence
Allah will inherit the Earth alone
The Nafs see Honor and Humiliation by what it owns
This is Insaan(Man) O what destruction has fallen upon him
Except the self who Allah saves
Al-Ubodiyah makes one elated
Too pleased in this dunya
Not taken away by empty desires
Calmness and relaxation, Never in this worldly life
The Nafs and It's enemy will continue the Jihad
None more pleasing then a righteous wife
The enemy shows enmity while upon the path
Let the self remain mindful