أَرى الكُتّابَ كُلُّهُمُ جَميعاً

بِأَرزاقٍ تَعُمُّهُمُ سِنينا

I see all the writers

With livelihoods that sustain them for years

وَما لِيَ بَينَهُم رِزقٌ كَأَنّي

خُلِقتُ مِنَ الكِرامِ الكاتِبينا

Yet I have no sustenance among them

As if I was not created among the noble writers