In a shop, a blacksmith was working,
From a distance, a woman was coming,
Saying, “My three children are youngers,
We all are dying from hunger.”
“If you want money,
You have to sleep,
Not with anyone,
Only with me.”
The woman started to weep.
He touched her chin,
She was stopping him from sin.
For opening clothes was ready.
After seeing tears in her eyes,
He became slow and steady.
He left the woman
In the name of Allah.
The woman prayed for him,
His all sins are in vain.
Now, after touching hot iron,
He feels no pain.
— SR Dominator