شَفى النَّفسَ أَسيَافٌ بأيمانِ فِتيَةٍ
منَ الفِزرِ جَالَت فِى عُقَيلٍ ذُكُورُها
The souls were healed by the swords of steadfast youth
Who strode valiantly through Ukayl's land
مُجَرَّبةُ الأَيَّامِ قد أكثَرُوا بها
قِراعَ الأَعَادِى فَهيَ ثُلمٌ صُدُورُها
Tested by days, they multiplied strikes upon
The enemies - their chests arebut gaping wounds
كأنَّ مَدَبَّ النَّملِ فوقَ مُتونِها
إذا لم تُصَبَّغ من دماءٍ نُميرُها
As if the march of ants were over their bodies
When their leopard-skins are not dyed by blood
يَرِدنَهُمُ بيضاً ويَصدُرنَ منهمُ
كامطاءِ نخلٍ تمَّمتها شُهورُها
They turn them white then emerge from them
Like the full clusters of palm trees ripened through months
بأيدى بنى عمّى كأنَّ وجُوهَهُم
مَصَابِيحُ شُبَّت لِلبَريَّةِ نُورُها
At the hands of my cousin's sons, their faces like
Lamps that lit up the wilderness, their light
دَعَا حَازِماً حُبُّ الشِّوَاءِ فَساقَهُ
لِمَأثُورَةٍ عُلَّت بسُمّ غُرُورُها
Zeal's love called Hazim, driving him
To a renowned one whose pride was poison's core
تَلاَفى بِغَوثِ اللهِ ثُمَّ بأُمِّهِ
حُشَاشَةَ نَفسٍ غَابَ عَنهَا نَصِيرُها
He took refuge in God's help, then in his mother's
A soul left without a helper to watch over
