1. O servants of God, O noble sons of Rashid
Your status is lower than the lowest baseness

2. Yet still you praise yourself, O you
Though so many bright souls are leprous

3. And you see yourself in our time as perfect
Though undoubtedly you are more avaricious

4. Whence come to you these praises and virtues?
You, who are marked for disgraces

5. I see your shameful acts appear openly
As your clothes fail to cover them

6. Your tongue is burdened with gossip
While your belly, O you, is shrunken with hunger

7. And if a beard grows long on your cheek
The shears will one day call out to shorten it

8. If we saw Iblis with our eyes
We'd say who is more wicked and despicable

9. You indulge in every disgrace
A monkey dancing atop the cloak

10. And if a people pass you rush to
Rend them at times and nip them at others

11. You accompanied the slaves seeking harm
Shame on white hair that fails to cleanse itself

12. Calamity will come to you, O Husaini
You who have long been troubled by it