وَنَنْفَدَ الْعُمْرَ بِعَيْشٍ أَنْكَدِ وَالْمَوْتُ مِنْ بَعْدُ لَنَا بِالْمَرْصَدِ
We spend our years in a wretched life, while death lies ahead in wait for us.
Nanfad evokes the exhaustion of a lifetime; ankad denotes a harder or more miserable life; and marṣad is a place of watch or waiting. Death is given the vivid role of an unseen watcher.