غَمَّتْ نِزاراً وَسَاءَتْ يَعْرُبَاً مِدَحٌ

زُفَّتْ إِلى ذَنَبٍ إِذْ لَمْ أَجِدْ راسَا

There was gloom for Nizar and desertion for Ya'rub

A praise poem was led to disgrace when I found no chief

وَلَوْ رَآني ابْنُ هِنْدٍ عَضَّ أَنْمُلَهُ

غَيْظَاً على أُمَويٍّ يَمْدَحُ النَّاسَا

And if the son of Hind had seen me, he would have bitten his fingers

In rage against an Umayyad who praises the people