1. O my friend, but you are not a friend to me
You have truly departed from all you once promised

2. We left you the wine and the shady trees
With those you love while we departed

3. I dedicated my life to God after
The stubborn caller and the blow of the sick

4. And I saw myself become a skin on the back
Of the stony Abu Malik and the departure of inclusion

5. Neither the letter’s response nor the messenger’s
Showed what you were upon

6. My need was delayed and its position from
You is evidence in it of acceleration

7. Between an eye towards generosity looking
And a cheek under questioning, descending

8. Did you hesitate or were you preoccupied from it
Or did you learn the procrastination of Ishmael