1. I have unsheathed my sword and bared my arm, and here is my forearm
Time has passed taking my youth and my peers

2. The arrows of misfortunes have struck my eyelids
So what can I protect from my cheek?

3. What is it, O Time, that you threaten me with
Or do you still have more in store for me?

4. The world has struck me in some way
It has exhausted me, my sides and my forehead

5. It left no breadth in my chest before surprising
Me, my chest feels tight though it is broad

6. Now misfortunes make up my sides
Aiming at my strength to destroy it

7. Disasters have sprung up against me in pairs
Their winding road cannot be traced

8. And problems have come to me from a lofty peak
That cannot be scaled by climbing

9. They have taken from my hands a white banner
That I had prepared to face dark misfortunes

10. I was inclined to patience when I lost it
But then I lost even my patience

11. Shall I withstand misfortunes with my hands that have
No nails, or with my rusted sword?

12. Strange that I trusted Fate though it deceived me
And I slept though days are restless

13. I am a sacrifice for the one I was raised in his shade
While Fate looks at me with envious eyes

14. I did not know that misfortunes sea was so deep
And that days are flaming fire

15. I was showered with the sweetest life in his care
Until the morning of his death cast me in deep gloom

16. When I lost him, eyes lost their light
And I clamored heavily burdened and weary

17. What is the point of days that have diverted
Their course away from the pillar of my pavilion?

18. Missteps have caused me to stumble and fall
Stepping with them on my face and on generosity's face

19. And they have passed with Hashim's pride and glory
Suppressing them, and patience lies dormant

20. With their burden, they have carried the heaviest load
The weight of affliction and its crumbling pillar

21. And since hearts quivered that morn
Doubts crept under their ribs

22. Did the news of his death make Amr al-Ala weep
Or did Shaybah al-Hamd crumple in the ground?

23. It is as if Hashim's ribs never had
Any experience with a heart of ice

24. Time does not stop promising it a deafening tragedy
That takes away its solidity and firmness

25. Until it took it by surprise with a leap, fulfilling
That threat on its promised day

26. No sooner had it relieved its agony over its leader in Muharram
Than it followed it with the agony of another leader

27. The faith weeps for him with the eye that
Wept for Hussein, the best martyr of all

28. If their calamities blend, they both
Broke the backbone of faith and monotheism

29. And though I control the poem’s rein
And go on praising you for a long time

30. It will not be content with less than what
You destined for it to praise your pure cheek

31. I am sure your refined traits do not fear
Time's tyranny and constant blame

32. I have uttered nothing except the poem translation as you requested.