On Fatalism, by The Imam Shafay Mohammed Ben Idris

NOT always wealth, not always force,
  A splendid destiny commands;
The lordly vulture gnaws the corse
  That rots upon yon barren sands.

Nor want nor weakness still conspires
  To bind us to a sordid state;
The fly, that with a touch expires,
  Sips honey from the royal plate.