1. Go away ill-omened bringer of woes,
You have rallied only your defeated host,

2. If they get angry for Bani Nadir's sake,
Your people see it as a grave misdeed,

3. Strength has cracked so how can you withstand,
When guides abandon your crumbling creed,

4. You keep talking of wounds but I don't see,
Wounds like those filled with deadly poison,

5. Welcome Abu Sufyan, for likes of them,
Welcome and peace is what you should offer,

6. Reunite your passions after discord,
Evil are passions that scorch the souls like fire,

7. Allah's swords will kindle from your spite,
Fire that turns the hearts to scattered debris,

8. Gather the tribes, pool all your sorrows,
Soon you'll see might of Muhammed massed,

9. Ibn Harb said to Jews a shocking word,
Only transgressors could utter such blasphemy,

10. If what you claim is true then worship,
What we worship and cease prohibitions,

11. Bow to the gods of Ibn Harb in prostration,
They won't deny his conduct so perverse,

12. Blasphemy upon blasphemy, heap its rubble,
Blasphemy is the ugliest thing when gathered,

13. Asked about ancient knowledge they lied,
A liar's harm is that he claims to be learned,

14. They said your faith is better for you,
Than your prophet's, its symbols truer,

15. The men rushed foolishly to the treaty,
For they were greedier than the Jews for booty,

16. They tied a pact to its folds and Allah binds,
His ordained affair what He has determined,

17. Did they join their livers in foolishness?
Or did they stitch together rancor and spite?

18. Ghatafan, let Harb's son have his wish,
And gain your destined share of Khaybar's dates,

19. The Jews lied and failed your hopes, they
Will never attain provision they are deprived of,

20. None will feed you but Muhammed's swords,
You will know their piercing blades are poisoned,

21. How the factions lied the day they vowed,
To disregard the truthful and innocent one,

22. They made Abu Sufyan head of their affair,
Be O Ibn Harb leader and chieftain,

23. Be whatever you wish but you'll find no victor,
As long as you stand opposed to Allah the Sublime,

24. They gathered soldiers and Khuza'a's riders came,
Exposing the hidden and revealing the concealed,

25. They carried the news to the Messenger so he,
Became more determined and the Muslims more zealous,

26. They encamped at Shura by order of their Prophet,
Seeking for his nation the straight path,

27. He said, "Shall we move or stay together,
And face the enemy when he comes to attack?"

28. Salman replied, "We will dig a trench,"
As Persians did in ancient wars,

29. They carried the tools and pickaxes though they,
Were souls and bodies bearing them for Allah,

30. To Him they belong and they belong to them,
His servants, Glory to Him the worshipped One,

31. Muhammed's clans delved as was required,
Meeting their loved ones delving at Medina,

32. He labors and acts under his Lord's eyes,
Blessed by Majesty guided on straight path,

33. The Imam kept toiling not pausing for rest,
The Imam directs those who follow his lead,

34. He carried the soil till his back was burdened,
And his guts and flesh pained under the load,

35. And if you see his two successors you see them,
Embroidered by Allah on their robes,

36. Ammar and Zaid bore zeal not found,
Among the zealous in feats of valor,

37. You did well Salman and attained a lineage,
That passed and gave you precedence,

38. When guides of faith competed over you,
The Prophet judged and favored the wronged,

39. Salman, you are one of us Ahlulbayt,
You were attributed to us but not disgraced,

40. Religion unites, none of us sees,
Among its people Arabs or Romans,

41. The best is the most righteous, Blessed is Our Lord,
We obey His recorded Book,

42. Allah is your Master and you are His people,
Do not mention people or homeland,

43. Salman let it go, it confuses the strong,
And every resolute man is pushed back,

44. Strike the Messenger of Allah, how many boulders,
You did not soften nor break into pieces,

45. One who cannot reach tyrants of power,
Cannot be blamed for what he cannot grasp,

46. Give your soldiers glad tidings of three conquests,
Leaving the mighty bereft of their thrones,

47. Describe the cities and palaces to a people,
Whose images you showed them in visions,

48. You saw them in your Lord's Light not bounded,
By horizons or regions your eyes have seen,

49. You keep speaking of every miraculous event,
If not for Prophethood it could not be comprehended,

50. A group ignorant of miracles called it,
Only sorcery or hypnosis,

51. Allah has secrets that show His Grandeur,
If He wills the Book's seal He unfastens,

52. Knowledge if astray without guiding the ignorant,
Is fruitless if not leading them aright,

53. Afflictions of the sick cause most harm,
Afflictions of a brother you see demented,

54. Exertion reached the limit for the people,
As if force-fed bitter aloes in plenty,

55. An army fasting with resolve never seen,
If not for their Lord's trust they'd not abstain,

56. Every imploring worshipper exclaims "Allahu Akbar",
In war invoking the One Eternal Sovereign,

57. When your crumbs came O Ibn Saeed,
As aid and bounty for all the fighters,

58. They came with some dates to feed a pious father,
And maternal uncle, generous among men,

59. Allah cast on them of His blessings,
His mercy sufficed and He is Merciful,

60. The Prophet took the small amount and called all,
The Caller to depart though he remains,

61. He gathered the soldiers and said this is your provision,
Eat well and thank the Bestower,

62. They rejoiced in their Lord's grace and changed,
The situation increasing the unbelievers' gloom,

63. He who made the crumbs is coming,
Love that arrival and coming,

64. He greeted the Prophet saying I have come inviting,
Though among men I am the lowliest,

65. All I have, Allah watch over you, are crumbs,
If my Lord added, I would give bountifully,

66. I prepared them for you O Muhammad as food,
To heal you from the hunger I see painful,

67. It is enough for hunger's pain and torment,
A small rock shading over the pebbles,

68. The Messenger went with his army while he,
Who made the crumbs walked worried and anxious,

69. O Lord a sa'a (measure) and crumbs,
Manage it, cure, for I called You the Wise,

70. The food remained shining and his face,
Shone with good news, so silent in shyness,

71. The Prophet put his hands in it and his Lord,
Increased for His Messenger in honor,

72. If those banquets are told to fill,
They bring nations together in harmony,

73. Sincere generosity that made J'abir inherit,
Nobility that escapes all inheritors,

74. When their envoy walked with his bucket,
Walking proudly so handsome,

75. Allah taught him the merits of His faith,
Curing the ignorant and excellent teaching,

76. Without its guides reforming his nature,
He'd not recognize reform and correction,

77. The Protectors carried him though if not guided,
They'd remain sitting lazy and stagnant,