سُيوفُكُمُ بحَمدِ اللهِ نَفْعٌ
إذا كانت سيوفُ الناسِ ضُرَّا
Your swords, praise be to God, bring benefit,
when other people's swords bring harm.
فَلِمْ قَصُرَت وأيديكُم طِوالٌ
تُحكَّمُ في رِقابِ الناسِ طُرّا
Why, then, are they short, while your hands are long,
given power over the necks of all people?
وما لفِراخِكم تَبْيَضُّ لوناً
فإن زَفَّتْ شآها الزقُّ حُمرا
And why do your fledglings turn white in hue,
yet, if they flutter, beak-feeding fills them red?
وما لجريحِكم وِترٌ عليكم
وكلُّ جِراحةٍ تُعتَدُّ وِترا
And the one you wound has no claim for vengeance against you,
though every wound is reckoned a wrong to be avenged.
ورُبَّ جَريرَةٍ شنعاءَ ساقَتْ
إلى مُجتَرِّها حَمْداً وذِكرا
And many a heinous offense has brought
to its perpetrator praise and renown.
أرى أفعالَكم أفعالَ عِزٍّ
فلِمْ أنتُم بِفَرْطِ الذُّلِّ أحرى
I see your deeds as deeds of honor,
so why are you more deserving of utter abasement?
Sol 6.1