قَضاءٌ يُوافي مِن جَميعِ جِهاتِهِ

كَما هُوَ عَن أَيمانِنا وَالأَياسِرِ

A fate that comes from all directions

As it is beyond our hopes and fears

وَلَو لَم يُرِد جَورَ البُزاةِ عَلى القَطا

مُكَوِّنُها ما صاغَها بِمَناسِرِ

Had the tyrants not intended harm to the helpless

It would not have molded them with claws

رَأَيتُ سُكوتي مَتجَراً فَلَزِمتُهُ

إِذا لَم يُفِد رِبحاً فَلَستُ بِخاسِرِ

I saw my silence as a commodity so I stuck to it

If it brings no profits, at least I lose nothing