الفتنة الكبرى تطلّ قرونها
أم دير ياسين أعيد جنونها
The Great Sedition bares its horns—
or has Deir Yassin’s madness been unleashed anew?
يا وصمة الإنسان من وحشيّة
أقسى الوحوش لها تراع عيونها
O stain upon humanity, born of a savagery
before which even the fiercest beasts’ eyes recoil!
صفر الخراب لها بفرحة فاجر
وإذا الدماء شرابها ومجونها
Destruction whistled for it with a sinner’s delight,
and behold, blood is its drink and its addiction.
العصبة الأنذال لم يتورّعوا
عن كل ما لطخ الوغى ويشنيها
That gang of vile men did not scruple
at anything that stains warfare and disgraces it.
باسم العدالة والحقوق تشدّقوا
وكأنما حامي الحقوق خؤونها
In the name of justice and rights they blustered,
as though the defender of rights were their betrayer.
وبكل مذبحة لهم تهليلة
وبكل مجزرة يعيد دونها
At every massacre they have a jubilant cry,
and beside every slaughter they celebrate a feast.
ويمثلون من المهازل للورى
صور المىسي القارحات جفونها
Before mankind they stage such farces—
images of the offender that ulcerate the eyelids.
كبش الفداء همو وأما من بغوا
وعدوا عليهم فالوغى وأتونها
They themselves are the scapegoat; but those they wronged
and attacked are cast as the war and its furnace.
جعلوا المروّع جانيا بل صوروا
جثث الضحايا في الحقول تخونها
They made honor itself the culprit—indeed, they portrayed
the victims’ corpses in the fields as betraying it.
كانت لقوم في أمان بيوتهم
ناموا فأين بيوتها وسكونها
They belonged to a people secure in their homes;
they slept—where now are their homes and their peace?
ذهبت بهم وبحلمهم وتبعثرت
اشلاؤهم ودماؤهم وحنينها
It swept them and their dreams away, scattering
their severed limbs, their blood, and their longings.
الله في الباغي وعندي تستوي
كل الفئات وما يسوغ دينها
God judge the aggressor! In my sight alike are
all factions, whatever their religion may sanction.
فالبطش ليس له حلال مرّة
مهما أحل الموبقات خدينها
Brutality is never lawful,
however much its intimate companion sanctions mortal sins.
والظلم ليس يحد بين خطوبه
من لم يصد خطوبه فمعينها
Injustice, amid its assaults, finds
anyone who does not repel them to be its accomplice.
إيها بني الأرجاس أية نصفة
ترجونها وشروركم مضمونها
O sons of filth, what justice
do you hope for, when your evil is its very substance?
كثرت دعاويكم كوفرة خبثكم
والأبرياء طعينها ودفينها
Your pretenses have multiplied as profusely as your malice,
while the innocent are those you have stabbed and buried.
من تخدعون وتلك قبية شاهد
والدينميت غريمها وقرينها
Whom do you deceive, when Qibya stands witness
and dynamite is both its adversary and companion?
هل هيئة الأمم التي قد كفنت
في المهد أم أسر يمض أنينها
Is it the United Nations, already shrouded
in its cradle—or captivity enfolding its groaning?
أم هل ترى أمم العروبة بعدما
رزئت بكم وبكم تشل يمينها
Or do you suppose that the Arab nations, after what befell them,
were stricken by you—and through you their right hand was paralyzed?
أم صادق التاريخ وهو مدون
آثامكم إن فاتكم تدوينها
Or truthful history, as it records
your sins, should you yourselves fail to record them?
قد كنت أرجو العدل بعد تفاهم
فإذا العدالة تستباح حصونها
I once hoped for justice after an accord,
but now justice finds its strongholds violated.
وإذا القذائف وحدها قد أصبحت
لسن العدالة إن يصخ مفتونها
And behold, shells alone have now become
the tongues of justice, if its devotee will heed them.
أواه من دول العروبة كلها
خابت وضاع أسودها وعرينها
Alas for all the states of the Arab world!
They have failed; their lions and their lair are lost.
هيهات تنهض والثعالي فوقها
يتحكمون وما تعد طنينها
Never shall they rise while foxes above them
hold sway, and their voice amounts to no more than a buzz.
صهيون ليس بمحض خصم واحد
فبكل باطن دولة صهيونها
Zion is not merely a single adversary:
within every state lurks a Zion of its own.
من ذا ألوم إذا الجناة أقارب
وأباعد وإذا اللصوص زبونها
Whom, then, shall I blame, when the perpetrators are kin
and strangers alike, and the thieves are its clientele?
وإذا الدم الغالي يذال ولم تثر
همم وفي وقف الجيوش سجونها
When precious blood is debased and no aspirations are stirred,
while the armies’ bonds are their prisons?
أبطال قبية أنتمو وكفاكمو
فخرا بتدمير لكم تمدينها
Heroes of Qibya—that is what you are; let it suffice you
as glory that its civilization was destroyed at your hands.
من كان في ريب إزاء حضارة
شقيت بكم فصنيعكم تأبينها
Whoever doubted a civilization
afflicted by you—your handiwork is its elegy.
من ذا يصور بد ذلك أنكم
من أمة بالغار خص جبينها
Who, then, could imagine after that that you belong
to a nation whose brow was singled out for laurels?
إن التسامح بعد ذاك جريمة
يا ضيعة الإنسان حين يزينها
After that, tolerance is a crime—
alas for humanity when it adorns that crime!
Sol 5.6