Treasure Poem by Ibn Ali

When kings walk the earth with pride; I laugh.
Cos they deem their treasures more than mine,
But this gem I found would far outlast
Any trove of their's and far outshine,
They saw you and let you pass,
They were foolish, much too snide,
If I had you, I'd be more wise,
You'd be more loved,
There'd be more smiles,
There're many men, few are good,
Few that can and fewer would,
Treat you like the Queen elect,
Of all the traits that you possess,
Love you for your intellect,