1. Pray, for the sky will open its door
And the strait of sorrow will become spacious

2. Pray sincerely, you will see the light rushing
And you will see what you asked for, fulfilled

3. You do not ask the servants, but
You ask Allah, the Bestower, the Gift-Giver

4. You ask Allah, the Capable, when He decrees
A decree that tames the means

5. Do not fear the tyranny of the unjust, if they
Kindle sedition and turmoil

6. The might of servants is weakness, so
Why can they not overcome flies?!

7. And why can they not ward off death
When it comes, and uncover the veil?!

8. And why can they not withstand, when
The sea stirs its foamy waves?!

9. O poet who spends the night weeping
Why do your eyes embarrass the clouds?!

10. Restrain the tears, and expel despair until
You do not see any of its arrows and fright

11. How do you aspire for husks, while my pact with you
Is that you only savor the choicest?

12. O beloved questioner, wait
Before clothing your question with blame

13. Ah, if what is in my heart appeared
To you, even a little grief and melancholy

14. If you contemplated what my chest contains
Your eyes would see a melting heart

15. And you would see the one who advocates for me
In an era that separates loved ones

16. Ah, from my nation, do you not see it
Turned its towering palace into ruins?

17. The predators fight over its protection
As it weeps because Qays fell in love

18. And because love has become a fire
Between his ribs, increasing inflammation

19. My nation still sees the sword sheathed
And sees the coming of enemies as leaving

20. It sees the stars of the sky as holes
And sees the redness of the wound as dye

21. It still anticipates loss with one eye
And with the other watches the mirage

22. The worth of the Mahdi is too high for a people
Who made insulting him their mention and curse

23. My nation still prepares an Arab army
To close the doors

24. And meets its enemies while confused
It thought them, out of ignorance, friends

25. It prepared flowers, flutes, and drums
To meet their swords and wars

26. The enemies' planes cover the sky
And their fleets cleave through the seas

27. While it lingers on the shore of hesitation
With eyes that do not lift their gaze

28. The transgressor carried to it death
And depravities, and bared a fang and claw

29. They cast every claim at it, but it did not
Submit, so they called it terrorism

30. And it tries to appeal to those who threw
Stones at it, like shepherds appealing to wolves

31. O questioning, blaming one, wait
For the faces of events seem angry

32. Do not blame me if you see the rhymes
Wearing garments of sorrow

33. Where are my people? Glory looked one day
And saw them sanctifying domes

34. And saw them greeting an enemy
Who never stopped drinking blood as a drink

35. Do not ask me about them, for many questions
Perplex even the forbearing to answer

36. Nothing cast us behind the glory
Except a people chasing mirages

37. They demolished the tent of glory, and sold
The pegs and ropes to the enemies

38. Oh nation of glory, you cast me away
An arrow that did not waver until it hit

39. Oh my nation, I love you a love
If you contemplated, you would see it as wondrous

40. How many questioning, blaming things in you
That drifting sands have uncovered from me!

41. Oh my nation, you have a book
So why do you oppose the book?

42. And why do you not follow a messenger
Who filled the earth with wisdom and rectitude?

43. Oh my nation, you have fasting
And prayers that dispel hardships

44. The spring of purity flows in your sanctity
So why do you not wash the clothes?!

45. O saddened poet, be gentle
With your rhymes, do not increase their estrangement

46. How much rightness in our thinking, if we returned
To the scales, we would not see rectitude

47. If we looked at the wisdom of burial
We would not blame the crows

48. It taught people how to dig a grave
And heap soil over its niche

49. Every horse runs well, but
The crossbreeds do not race the purebreds

50. O singing poet, increase for us
Rhymes that honor speech

51. In the conscience of darkness, when night lets down
Its veil, direct your prayer in acceptance

52. Stretch out a palm to the sky, you will find it
More fertile for its giving than germination

53. Pray, one far from you will draw near
Whom before you did not think would approach

54. You will see that you are the most majestic place
And you will see that you are the most honored refuge

55. Teach the whole universe that an arrow
Of prayer will ward off torment from you

56. In the arrows of prayer, and the night is dark
Strength, that makes the devout revered