On Her Tribe (An Excerpt) Poem by Laila Akhyaliyya

On Her Tribe (An Excerpt)



We are those that came early at dawn
attacking steadily on Nukhail's day.
We destroyed the Malik al Jahjaha
forever; we stirred mourners for him.
We left no joy for the stragglers,
neither camps nor dripping blood.
We are Banu Khuwailid without compare;
the battle does not lie nor trifle

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