"Don’t you see how a person exerts his years of youth,

"Don’t you see how a person exerts his years of youth,
But fate and destiny seem to disrupt the lives of men.
So there is he who tastes the bitter cup of death,
And there is he who awaits a similar experience.
They have in store for them, a rapid and passing provision,
And all must one day drink from the cup of death.
There is no inheritor except that his wealth will be inherited,
And there is no plunderer except that he will soon be deprived.
There is none who shows affection except that his love is sold,
And there is no blessing except that it will soon depart .
There is no healthy or afflicted one whom days consume,
Except that it will soon go and be removed.
I see people as guests, who have settled in estrangement,
Their days revolving around them, and overturning them.
There is a charm in this home of delusion which they have built,
But they have surely seen and experienced its rapidness and fleet.
So they criticize the Dunya (world) but yet they don’t desist from its milk,
Indeed, I have not seen the like of this world; it’s criticized yet milked.
It delights them abruptly, yet it harms them suddenly,
… A painful and hurtful burn, its heat still in flames."

- Shu'ayb ibn Ahmad (an Arab poet)