وَقِدرٍ كَجَوفِ اللَّيلِ أَحمَشتُ غَليَها

تَرى الفيل فيها طافِياً لَم يُفَصَّلِ

And like the dark belly of night, I heated its anger

You can see the elephant wandering in it, unchained

لَوَ انَّ بَني حَوَّاءَ حَولَ رَمادِها

لَما كانَ مِنهُم واحِدٌ غَيرَ مُصطَلِ

If the sons of Eve gathered around its ashes

None of them would remain without being branded