I reproach an age that does not bend to reproaching,
And plead for security from calamities approaching.
Promised by the days a promise that deceived me—
I know well it was but the promise of mendacity.
I served a people and took on relations
To aid me, and yet they became as scorpions.
— Antara,1 I reproach an age (my translation of the first eight lines).
1. Antara was one of the great warrior-poets of pre-Islamic Arabia.