1. Pass by the abandoned house,
And let the tears from your eyes flow.

2. Even if I forbade the tears from streaming down,
The house is desolate, it would not obey my command.

3. A dwelling surrendered to dilapidation,
Weathered by winds and rain.

4. There I was forcibly separated at nightfall
From the sunrise or full moon.

5. Yearning - not from the heat of burning embers -
Intoxicated - not from the rapture of wine.

6. It was as if I were in a deep sea of sorrow,
And from my eyes tears poured into an ocean.

7. I have become accustomed to spending therein
What little patience I had in store.

8. In noble youths who set out on their mounts
With the wings of fate trailing behind them.

9. They were wronged and made to drink from the cup of woe
Whatever their enemies willed of bitterness.

10. Each lean bellied, prominent ribbed,
Skin filled with wounds and sores.

11. They walk upright though hunched in posture
Like staffs - they who cannot be made upright.

12. It is as if from the length of their sorrows
They are led from safety into caution.

13. Or a lone man estranged from his folk
By the pity of the protective.

14. O my companion at the bottom of the valley -
If only he would be pleased with the very bottom!

15. Yet here I am before enemies
Filled with rancor and bitterness.

16. Trembling comes over my skin because of them -
And evil in its darkness creeps.

17. I am tossed from one distress into another,
Moved from fang to claw.

18. It is as if I am a sword without hilt,
Or a bird with no nest.

19. The house was unjustly emptied of its dwellers
Though it had been inhabited by those known to dwell.

20. And the cattle graze
On the green of its pastures.

21. For me, the embers in its hearth have died out -
Sparks that warn of burning coals.

22. Do not cry if you have wept for guidance
Except for her who broke the back.

23. Rather, weep for Hussein and his family
Laid out before him in rows.

24. They tasted abjection after having tasted
The like of him in munificence and generosity.

25. By the life of the one among you slain
Or taken captive, slain or made captive!

26. So say to a people whose homes
You came to upon promised victory:

27. "You lied when you entered them
While being vessels of betrayal.

28. You abandoned the path
Without heeding the clear Book.

29. You seized your inheritance from its people
Wrongfully by force.

30. You broke the faith without knowing
That breaking faith cannot be mended."

31. Oh what an injustice inflicted
Upon the Messenger of God in his grave!

32. It is as if he never released your necks
From the shackles of unbelief with his hands.

33. And never covered you after you had been
Without garments, the ink of honor.

34. He is the one who built up your pillars
After you had been without mention.

35. And he is the one who brought forth light into your darkness
After despair - the prime of dawn.

36. O partisans of God! Love for them
Has pitched its tent within my heart for as long as I live.

37. And I see the love of them alone
As my provision when I am lowered into my grave.

38. He is the one I have prepared to be my heavenly paradise
And my protection at the Hour of Resurrection.

39. Until, when I am unable to defend,
And none can bring me victory but you,

40. At a stand where no trader barters
Or spends out of righteousness,

41. Each day for you is a master
To be gifted along with the Prophet in sacrifice.

42. How many like Shimr after him have you seen
Whose blood in the earth is from Shimr!

43. Woe unto the son of Sa'd, Omar!
For he sold the Messenger of God for a pittance.

44. He rebelled against him regarding the daughter of his daughter,
And drew against them the unsheathed blade of deception.

45. And even if he gains it quickly in this world,
He is but firewood for Hell and he knows not!

46. When will I see your rights returned to you
Secretly and openly?

47. How long must I endure the delays in your promises
As I move from one year into the next month?

48. If it were not for inhibitions that restrain me
I would proclaim the hidden from my secret.

49. And I would not be content in supporting you
With composed verses of poetry.

50. For if murky clouds draw together
Leaving me in difficulty upon difficulty,

51. You will see me with spears unsheathed,
Sacrificing myself for you.

52. Upon a lean steed swift of trot,
As if it were cast of steel.

53. You would think it molded from rock
Or carved from granite stone.

54. I give you my soul and am not pleased
In supporting you with only ample means.

55. But if what we suffer persists,
Then God is more worthy of excuse.