يا غمرة مَن لنا بمعبَرِها
مواردُ الموت دون مصدرها
O overwhelming darkness, who can cross it?
The sources of death without its origin overflow.
يطفحُ موجُ البلا الخطير بها
فيغرقُ العقل مع تصوّرها
Its dangerous waves overflow,
Drowning reason and its perceptions.
وشدَّةً عندها انتهت عِظماً
شدائد الدهر مَعْ تكثّرها
Hardships have ended greatly with it,
The calamities of fate and their abundance.
ضاقت ولم يأتِها مفرِّجها
فجاشت النفسُ في تحيّرها
It narrowed and its remedy did not come,
So the soul raged in its confusion.
الآنَ رجسُ الضلالة استغرق
الأرض فضجَّت إلى مطهّرها
The filth of misguidance has immersed,
The earth, so it cried out for its cleanser.
وملّة الله غُيِّرت فغدت
تصرخ لله من مُغيّرها
And the religion of God was changed, so it became
Crying out to God from its changer.
مَن مخبري والنفوس عاتبةٌ
ماذا يؤدِّي لسانُ مخبرها
Who informs me while the souls complain?
What does the tongue of its informant lead to?
لِمْ صاحب الأمر عن رعيَّته
أغضى فغصَّت بجور أكفرها
Why did the Master of the Command ignore his flock,
So they were oppressed by the injustice of its most ungrateful?
ما عذرُه نصب عينه أُخِذتْ
شيعتهُ وهو بين أظهرها
What is his excuse? His followers were seized
While he was among them.
يا غيرة الله لا قرار على
ركوب فحشائها ومنكرها
O God's jealousy, there is no stability
Over riding its immorality and denial.
سيفك والضرب إن شيعتكم
قد بلغ السيفُ حزَّ منحرها
Your sword and striking, for if your followers
The sword has reached the neck's slaughter.
مات الهدى سيدي فقم وأمِت
شمسَ ضحاها بليل عِثيَرها
Guidance has died, my master, so get up and revive
The sun of its morning with its gloomy night.
واترك منايا العدى بأنفسهم
تكثر في الروع من تعثّرها
And leave the acts of enemies to themselves
To increase in fright from their stumbling.
لم يُشف من هذه الصدور سوى
كسركَ صدر القنا بمُوغرها
Nothing has healed these chests but
Your breaking the necks of the spears with it.
وهذه الصحف محو سيفك للأ
عمار منهم أمحى لأسطرها
And these scriptures will be erased by your sword,
From them, lives that have been erased from its lines.
فالنطف اليوم تشتكي وهي في
الأرحام منها إلى مصوّرها
So embryos today complain while
In the wombs, from it to its Creator.
فالله يا ابن النبيّ في فئةٍ
ما ذخرت غيركم لمحشرها
By God, O son of the Prophet, a group
That has not hoarded other than you for its resurrection!
ماذا لأعدائها تقول إذا
لم تنجها اليوم من مدمِّرها
What will its enemies say if
You do not save it today from their destruction?
أشُقة البعد دونك اعترضت
أم حُجبت عنك عينُ مبصرها
Did the misery of distance from you intercept me
Or were my seeing eyes blocked from its vision?
فهاكَ قلِّب قلوبنا ترَها
تفطَّرت فيك من تنظرها
Cracked from waiting for you.
How many eyes have stayed up with nothing
كم سهرت أعينٌ وليس سوى
انتظارها غوثكم بمُسهرها
But their awaiting your aid in their vigil!
Where is the Preserver, All-Knowing of the group
أين الحفيظ العليم للفئة ال
مضاعة الحق عند أفجرها
Whose right was wasted by its most immoral?
Do you overlook while you are its kind father?
تغضي وأنت الأبُ الرحيم لها
ما هكذا الظنّ يا ابن أطهرها
It is not so, O son of its purest!
If you do not help it for its greatest sin,
إن لم تغثها لجُرم أكبرها
فارحم لها ضعف جرم أصغرها
Then have mercy on it for the weakness of its lesser sin.
How can necks that God freed through you
كيف رقابٌ من الجحيم بكم
حرَّرها الله في تبصُّرها
Be content to be enslaved by a tribe
That did not stop its flutes and lutes?
ترضى بأن تسترقها عُصبٌ
لم تلهُ عن نايها ومزمرها
If you, O Master of the Age, consent to it
And the people's acts of denial persist,
إن ترضَ يا صاحب الزمان بها
ودام للقوم فعلُ منكرها
The banners of faith have died and been buried
Between the enemy’s wine and gambling.
ماتت شعارُ الإِيمان واندفنت
ما بين خمر العدى وميسرها
Take it away with a plan that they want
May God not bring near its promoter’s home!
أبعِد بها خطَّةً تُراد بها
لا قرَّب الله دار مؤثرها
Death is better than life with it
If the soul could choose from its choices.
الموتُ خيرٌ من الحياةِ بها
لو تملك النفس من تخيُّرها
It did not delude our enemies with their Lord
While He is bent on breaking their backs.
ما غرَّ أعداءنا بربّهم
وهو مليٌّ بقصم أظهرها
Wait! For God has in His creation
Habits whose value the easy outweighed the difficult.
مهلاً فللهِ في بريَّته
عوائدٌ جلَّ قدرُ أيسرها
If people's prayers are blocked
It is because the acts of most have been evil.
فدعوة الناس إن تكن حُجبت
لأنَّها ساءَ فعلُ أكثرها
How many hot ashes for one of its embers
Complained to God in their inflammation!
فرُبَّ حرَّى حشًى لواحدها
شكتْ إلى الله في تضوّرها
Its breaths are about to burn the people
In its kindling when they rise.
توشك أنفاسها وقد صعدت
أن تحرقَ القوم في تسعُّرها
