بَخِلتَ عليَّ بجدوى سواكَ

وضاق به بطنُك الأعكَنُ

You were stingy with me, though none compares to you,

And your belly was too tight, though capacious and vast.

وخِستَ بأمرٍ تضمَّنته

ومثلُك خاسَ بما يَضمَنُ

You fell short in a matter you undertook-

One like you always fails in what they take on.

ولم يخف عنِّيَ إذ كان ذاك

بما دبَّر الثَّيْتلُ الأقْرنُ

It was clear to me when that happened,

What the sly fox had schemed and planned.

نصيبك ليس نصيبي بخس

تَ لو كنت تعقلُ أو تَدْهَنُ

Your share is not my share if you cheat-

If only you had sense or skill in deceit!

تعاورتماني بكيد النساء

فكِيدا فكيدُكما الأوهَنُ

You both schemed against me with women's wiles,

But your scheming is the weakest and most vile.

سيرميكُما بالذي فيكما

لسانٌ بحمدكُما ألكَنُ

My tongue will expose what's in you,

Though it only sings your praises while praising you.

أبا حسن إنها غيلةٌ

كناصيةِ الفَجْر بل أبينُ

Abu Hasan, she is but a ruse,

Like the dawn's zephyr, nay, even more obtuse.

ولو كنتُ أرضيت تلك العجو

ز عاملتَني بالذي يَحْسنُ

Had I acquiesced to that foolish woman,

You'd have treated me well, as a wise man would.

ولكن أبى ذاك لي أنني

عفيفٌ أسِرُّ كما أعلِنُ

But I refused, for I am chaste,

I keep secrets, though my virtues manifest.

فكدني أكِدك ولا تألُني

ستعلم مَنْ كيدُه أَمْتنُ

So plot against me and do not relent,

You'll know whose plot is more excellent.

وما ابنُ مَنينٍ قتيلٌ ثَوى

فسوفَ يُرَى عِرضُه أَمْينُ

No son of an adulterer will rest underground,

His honor will be seen as false, I'll be proven sound.

هو ابن الشهيد الذي لا يُثاب

ثوابَ الشهادة بل يُلعنُ

He's the son of a martyr who earns no reward

Of martyrdom, but curses as his just reward.

قتيلُ الزنا والخنا صُبرةً

بسيف الإمام فبئس الهَنُ

Killed for adultery, filth, and vice,

By the Imam's sword-a terrible price!

علا ألفَ أنثى بلا حِلِّها

على أنه رجلٌ مُحصَنُ

He mounted a thousand women not rightfully his,

Yet claimed to be a man of honor, one who is chaste!

وأحسبُ أمَّ ابنِهِ بعضهنْ

ن بل لستُ أحسب بل أوقِنُ

I suspect his mother was one of those whores,

Nay, I do more than suspect, I'm fully sure.

وقِدماً علمتُ إذا ما علم

ت من جوهر المرءِ ما المعدنُ

For I knew long ago, when discerning the essence

Of a person, what ore they're made of, their provenance.