1. O clan of Uthman, you are wealthy,
Yet you are a rabble, while Qais is a rabble.

2. When will your courtyard be watered,
And your water sold there?

3. And your miser is nicknamed generous,
While the coward among you is called brave.

4. Is it by names and titles among you,
That glory and noble lineage are attained?

5. After your servant you were pure white,
Where foxes roamed freely.

6. What Sulaim did to you grieves me,
Though war is ugly and dreadful.

7. Abandoning home - no lamp lit,
A place for neither guest nor empty.

8. And forsaking the tribes when they sought
Your home, while Hudhail rushed.

9. They slaughtered you excessively, wrongfully,
At Uqaybah, when the suckling child was hated.

10. The Banu Abs did not support you,
Nor did Fazarah say "Have mercy!"