مَنازل الجُهّال في عَصرِنا

سَمَت وَلَم تَسمُ بِفعل الكَرَم

The abodes of the ignorant in our time

Have been exalted, though not through noble deeds

يا حسن ما قالَ المحاجي بِها

حِمارُ وَحش صارَ تَحتَ القَدَم

How true are the words the critic spoke of them

The wild donkey has become the one trampled underfoot