They know me well. How could they conceal a resplendent sun? - al-Ma'arri

The holy fights by Moslem heroes fought,
The saintly works by Christian hermits wrought
And those of Jewry or of Sabian creed—
Their valour reaches not the Indian's deed
Whom zeal and awe religiously inspire To cast his body on the flaming pyre.

This world is such an abode that if those present here
Have their wits entire, they will never weep for the absent ones.

They recite their sacred books, although the fact informs me that these are a fiction from first to last. O Reason, thou (alone) speakest the truth. Then perish the fools who forged the (religious) traditions or interpreted them!