Kill Me Not Twice

As Salaam Alaykum Wa Rahmatullahi Wa Barakatuhu

{And We have enjoined on man (to be dutiful and good) to his parents. His mother bore him in weakness and hardship upon weakness and hardship, and his weaning is in two years give thanks to Me and to your parents, unto Me is the final destination.}

[31:14]

Promised a man of old,
To a lad, dinars and gold,
For a price like no other:
The very heart of his mother.

For glitter he did not stagger,
Took to his mother a dagger,
Pulled out her heart with hands bare,
For riches, a trivial fare.

Heart in hand, he rushed in haste,
For not a moment he wished to waste.
He fell, and out rolled from his hand,
The heart of his mother into the sand.

Out called the heart, 'O son of mine,'
'I surely hope that you are fine!'
Fear gripped the lad, terrified,
'What have I done?' in sorrow he cried.

His own self he intended to kill for the vice.
'O my son,' called the heart, 'Kill me not twice!'