1. The blind rain has targeted blindness, had it not been
And tomorrow, yet tomorrow is not among my targets

2. And came up with verses stolen for him
Scattered carpenter work and dubious lineage

3. He still drags from his poems
A carcass, so how can I speak amid the barrenness

4. The wretched one perished, a victim of spite after
Invective made him a victim of canyon pits

5. It cautions you of a circle in his poetry
With bias for the 'l' over the 'k'

6. The illuminating poet Sarraj did amaze us
So speak of the ignorant poet

7. Wrapped in the bent posture of his hunchback
For the beads between the molds and rims

8. Your feet have missed you, so everyone in
The lands of Ras al-Ain after you is lacking

9. And you claimed to be a Khat'ami after
They knew your father, so some of this quaking

10. I am content with a Khat'ami which is
Not of lineages other than self-sufficiency

11. No ambition in you fell short of Hashim
Had it not been for fear of the nobility's punishment

12. You stole my poetry then came to blame me
Oh tomorrow what is this lacking in equity

13. And you went about pursuing me but were sent back disappointed
The donkey's measure and the shame of begging

14. If I don't identify your father, then I
Am of the vile sperm of your announcer grandfather