Man gathered in this place will know

That I am superior to all who walk on foot .

I am he whose eloquent diction is seen by the blind ,

I am he whose voise is heard by the deaf !

Elouent words come easily to my mind even when I am fast sleep ,

While others stay sleepless and warngling in their quest for words .

Haply an ignoble man might be tempted by my contemptuous smile ,

Till he is stricken by aravenous hand aferocious mouth .

When you behold alion showing its teeth ,

You ought not think that it is smiling .

May be an adversary is seeking to destroy my soul ,

But I destroyed his while mouted on a steed whose back is aprotecting sanctuary .

 

The steeds hind ligs when galloping are one and so are his forelegs ,

His deeds are whate ever wanted by its riders hand and foot .

Haply I strut between two hostile armies wielding a sharp sward ,

Till I therewith strike while the waves of death are clashing .

Horses , the night and deserts do know me well ,

So do swords , lances , paper and the pen .

Alone I travelled in open lands having wild brutes for my company ,

Till the black – stoned earth and hills felt bewildered .

 

Publishing of the ministry of culture , selections from al-mutanabbis poetry , by Mahmud Ibrahim , first edition , all rights reserved for the ministry of culture , in Amman – the Hashemite kingdom , page 89 .