A friend who does not benefit on a day of difficulty,
Is closer to an enemy if compared…
The friend does not remain, during all times,
Nor does the brother, except to console here and there
I searched the days, with all my strengths
for a brother to trust, but my search for naught,
The lands and those who live them were barren,
As though its people were people but not.
(a poetry of imam as syafie)
