I See Time Poem by Khansa

I see time wasting my tribe, my father's sons,
I became tears that my weeping does not dry,
O Sakhr, what use is lament or grief,
For the dead in the grave that was halt?
Let not Allah remove Sakhr and his love,
Nor Allah remove my lord Muawiya,
Let Allah not displace Sakhr,
For he is brother of bounty building by high acts,
I will weep them, by Allah,
While grief longs and while Allah fixes the mountain peaks,
Allah watered the earth that came to hold them
With the morning cloud's downpour