1. Riqāsh threatened me in folly—would that I

    and every Riqāshī on earth were bound together with the rope!

  2. By Ḥuḍayn’s arse, and the arse of the mother who cast him forth!

    What a wretched lodging for a guest in a season of drought.

  3. And if I do not leave Riqāsh and all their host

    more submissive to humiliation’s tread than a sandal,

  4. then may my hands be paralyzed, and may I follow

    a path other than guidance, never guided to goodness and virtue!

  5. Huge-testickled, scant-bearded, a mine of foulness,

    miserly with provisions in times of plenty and want alike;

  6. when safe from the hardships of fortune, they tangle together

    like dogs entangled in gloom and fright;

  7. but if fortune bites them with the blow of some calamity,

    they are weaker in their timber than markh and tamarisk.

  8. Lions of al-Sharā amid the council—foxes

    when war hems them in, its cauldrons boiling.

Sol 5.6