1. O Abdu'llah, if you're blaming me
Then I'm blaming you for what has come to be

2. You squander mornings with your idle lute
While your honor wanes and nights you sleep right through

3. What surprise that fate should overtake its lord
While the noble heart shows patience for the right

4. I saw you let Dishiyya have her way
And give in to Yarbou' though your nose was tight

5. You, a man who spurns peace when offered free
Yet once avenged, is placated and beams bright

6. I called you to make peace in Darim's affair
But left you warriors, and Darim's fight goes on

7. You were like a rain-pierced tent mended anew
Yet when sorrows pierced you, you came undone

8. Had you been a guardian of dependents pure
No hyena could soil the choice of communal shun

9. Only the slain know the blow that laid them low
Not the vultures who came to pick their bones clean

10. Ibn 'Awf don't leave him be, for it's enough
That our protector brought peace to end this scene

11. Do you recall the allies you saved from plight?
Yet your state persists unless you heal this seam