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Fitnatu-n-Nisā

Tell me what trial,
Is greater than that of a woman?
Do you think you are save,
From fitnatu-n-Nisa?
Trial of a woman,
Is no respecter of spiritual or moral status.
Even when you are dumb and deaf
Her voice alone can be your death
Her breathe can hang you in hell
The smell of her is a deadly poison
It can harm and kill your cells
The sounds of her walking steps,
Can make you lose your sense.
You can be save from other Trial,
But Fitnatu-n-Nisā,
Is to your grave.
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