Armoured / Raihaifathum

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You kneel bare before my enemies and before their wives -
Damn you, get out of my sight!
Your head is not covered with a scarf,
And you put your body on a wab--
May God cover you with leprosy!
Say good-bye to your whores, separate from their flock.
It is for the wicked to associate with them!
Behold how your body is weeding unclean.
The shoe is starting to catch them,
And the brown flies are already flying to him,
I'm attracted to what the trachea will capture!
It's their target,
And their corpses are staining on him!
Do you want it to become their hatchery?
Take off your armor,
Don't let him be your armor!
Because if it wasn't for you, your husband was digging into your father's house.
So you could get any abisine that stood there?
Or did any villain rip off her crane and become useless?
Filled the pelvis with clean water
And wash your lico with it first
Before individual sees them!
And wash thy feet, that thou mayest tread on pure soil.
Wash it all off your body
What brought you neglect!
And halt doing as you do,
Because it's taking you down!
He is the darkest of times.
And you bring on the contempt of people -
They're curving their lips erstwhile they see you.
And they're whispering about you in the streets!
And the drunks in the inn remember you,
How they sold you for wine!
And the merchants who took you from them
And they dragged into the unchangeable without a word of your opposition,
They sing about you in their songs!
Because of your fornication, your boy is weeping,
And your daughter no longer looks at you with love!
You're disgusted with them!
You multiply concubines,
To make as many jewels as possible
They were thrown into your cave,
And you long for a broken youth,
For rubbing oil and drinking in the gates!
And for sparing strangers!
You're misdirecting passion
By the beautiful young men,
But they will not contact uncleanness with their hands.
Because they disgust with grossness!
They won't even look stealthy, due to the fact that you haven't washed!
You've got dirt on you.
And no 1 has doubts!
The look at you is enough,
To see you brought!
And the nostrils the stench irritates you as you walk close!
Get out of my sight, while you're so messed up,
You'll find a place for yourself under a lamp by the inn!
It will prove to be a haven for you!
Get the hell out of here!
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