Once, Artat ibn Suhaiyya, who was then one hundred thirty years old, called upon Abdul Malik ibn Marwan. Abdul Malik said: "O Artat! What is now left of your poetry?" He said: "By Allah, O, Commander of the faithfuls, I do not rejoice, nor do I get angry, nor do I drink. And if I feel like expressing these sentiments in a poem, then nothing comes to my mind but the following: "I have seen man devoured by the nights, the way iron junk is eaten up by the earth; And when death arrives, it does not leave for the Adam’s son, any extras or surplus. And I know that it will continue to come, Till it fulfills its pledge with Abul Al-Walid." Abdul Malik’s kunya was Abul Al-Walid, so when he heard the couplet, he was terribly shaken. So, Artat said: "I meant myself, O, Commander of the faithfuls." Because Artat also had the kunya Abu Al-Walid. Abdul Malik said: "By Allah, whatever happens to you shall happen to me also." And may Allah bless our master Muhammad the Prophet, the unlearned, and his progeny.