فَتحُ البَسيطَةِ عَنكُمُ مَحكِيّ

هدَاكُم فواتِحُهُ بِلا مَحْكِ

The simple one has unveiled himself to you, a talkative guide

His openings have led you without talking

دارَتْ بِهِ الأَفلاكُ تَقْذِفُه

للسابِحِينَ الخَيل والفُلْكِ

The planets have circulated, hurling him

To the swimmers, the horses and the ships

إن كانَ دُرّاً في نَفَاسَتِهِ

فَمَقامُكُمْ لِلنَّظْمِ كالسِّلْكِ

If he is a pearl in his brilliance

Then your position for prosody is like a thread

تأْبَى صَحائِفُهُ وقَد خُتِمَت

إلا بحَضرَتِكُم من الفَكِّ

His pages refuse, though sealed

To open except in your presence

إنَّ اليقينَ إِلى البَراءةِ مِن

رَيبٍ يُوَهِّنه ومِن شَكِّ

Indeed certainty to innocence from

Suspicion weakens it and from doubt

هَذِي صَوارِمُكُم مُوَصلَة

أَعداءَكُم بالقَتلِ والفَتْكِ

These are your sharp swords reaching

Your enemies with killing and slaughter

ما زادَ في التعذيبِ هُلكُهُمُ

قَد كانَ عَيشُهُمُ أَخا الهُلْكِ

What increased in their torture, their destruction

Their life was already a brother of ruin

جَرَّت مَنادِبُهُم مآدِبَنا

كالزَّهْرِ يَضحكُ لِلْحَيَا يَبكِي

Their disasters have pulled our disasters

Like flowers laughing for the snakes crying

لا زالَ رَحْباً نهجُ مَصْرَعِهِم

يومَ الوَغَى في المأزقِ الضنكِ

The path of their killing remains spacious

On the day of turmoil in the narrow dead-end

وبَقيتَ لا تُبْقي ظُباكَ عَلى

مُهجاتِهِم بالسَّفْحِ والسَّفكِ

And you remained not leaving your morning brightness on

Their skulls, at the slopes and pouring

أنتَ الخليفَة لا خِلافَ وهَلْ

نُورُ النهارِ من الدُّجَى الحُلْكِ

You are the caliph, no controversy, and does

The light of day come from the darkness of night?

واللَّهُ أورثَكَ التي غَصَبُوا

لمَّا رآكَ أحقّ بِالمُلْكِ

And Allah has made you inherit that which they have usurped

When He saw you most deserving of the kingdom