1. Time stumbled and longs for it to be said
Your palm is covered in unattainable sand

2. What excuse do you have in a storm
That blew away those who were mountains to you

3. So turn back and detach in regret
Or deceive and seek trickery and cunning

4. After bringing it extracted
Livers with burning passion

5. You killed your excuse when you sent it down
Upon the people of Hashim calling for descent

6. So empty your palm, I do not know for whom
In the dish of betrayal, you hold onto arrows

7. You got what you got so leave all of creation about you
Or go and assassinate whoever you wish

8. You only set out wandering astray
In which you made your auspiciousness into misfortune

9. I drew back and I have a law
Of morals I wear as situations change

10. And I adorned myself but this
Robbed your face if only you knew beauty

11. The destinies did not depose me when
I was of those to you, oh fate, deposed

12. You seek the degradation of pardon and upon
The people of the Pond of God, you forbid drink

13. The obeyed, when they grew insolent and tyrannical
And the suckled, when they blew cold from the north

14. And the defenders, according to their calculations
Exhausted what the deceivers’ arguments defend

15. The family of the passionate, companions of hyenas
Successors of bats, clouds and shackles

16. They are the pegs, forbearance and refuge
And the hyenas, the lions, the west and cubs

17. And for them every ambition that does not see
The cheek of the tyrant of chaos except his slipper

18. If called they lower themselves to the caller of chaos
And if the summoner hides they become burdensome

19. Their raving made light of their lives
Whenever chaos grew serious, I grew frail

20. Every smooth-talker on the thorns of spears
On the tracks of a walker on embers prancing

21. They stood still and death in a swooping
Where if the obese were struck down they would not care

22. But they refused except to join the hyenas
And to separate the soul from the pain

23. They underestimated it for the heights after
God had bought it from them overvalued

24. I forgot myself, my body, did not
Remember except departure from the world

25. When the faces of Hashim are forgotten
The dust gathered them crescent then crescent

26. Shall I ransom them, and with what shall I ransom
Those who for the ruin of creation were the price

27. Wondrous is he whose legs did not
Cut a path of glory with shoes treading

28. And left whoever on the embers of chaos
Threw their feet in haste

29. The family of revelation became in their killing
The sanctities of God in the infant made lawful

30. They were killed with patience on an unsheathed
Sword which found the most refined struggle there

31. The day the family of war came to power if
They left it to God they would leave nothing

32. Oh pillars of religion and heart of guidance
Enduring as long as you live an arduous disease

33. Those are the sons of Ali betrayed
By a people whose misguidance was healed by their blood

34. Did the sons of dust forget their vengeance
Or on what did they rely on postponing

35. So who will carry a sign for me to them
If it shook the mountains they would crumble

36. O you who wish for smooth talk
With tranquility, beware of bare subsistence

37. Draw it near and stand from its breast
Where delegations to the House set down

38. And take from my tongue against it an exhalation
Anger turned it into speech

39. And when the calls of the alive appear
Inspiring awe, a crowd and celebration

40. Then stand upon the plain and shout the sons
Of venerable praise saying arise hastily

41. How much enduring humiliation grew for you
No fledgling or you would make death separation

42. How long have the horses stood not how long you forgot
Their bridles and the thunder of their hooves

43. How long has the egg dwelled in the scabbard when
Will it shake to be drawn out

44. How you wish for heights with the rising of dawn
I kill diseases which increased hopelessness

45. So come with the wine-skins drinking
And the hyenas white and the bats long

46. Before which the camels did not kneel one day
Even if more hobbled

47. The sons of war crushed your resolves
With a mill for which they were the chaff

48. They trampled your snouts in Karbala
A trampling that crumbled the plains and hills

49. Straighten it twisted blades
Like pliant bamboo stalks with poise

50. And address it with a stab from tongues
That have long composed death extemporaneously

51. And unsheathe it Indian blades
Below the throats not content with polishing

52. And where sharpening is needed install
Your resolve if you fear its bluntness

53. And tie it tightly with a headband
With blood pouring unfettered

54. And unleash it like the wolves of prey
Seeing nothing but the throats a place

55. And against it to the infant enflame so
Neither coolness or gale blow away those hills

56. With a spear that bloodies the infant through it
For the elevated ones of you who fought there

57. And a piercing blade that rains blood
Upon it where the blood of nobles flowed

58. How many children were not replaced
Then by wetnurses except sands

59. Ask the stone of war what it suckled
For the breast of war had been blades

60. It suckled death from its blood so oh
For a suckling that returned against wish weaning

61. And creatures crawled out from its bowels
That oblige hands to stay still, paralyzed

62. How much does it have of wailing
Like the moan of the bereft from weaning

63. Like the women of Dawh grieving their passion
And valleys of tears pouring torrentially