never knows the pangs of grief,
No tears ever flow in his eyes and belief,1
From his School of quacks I took to my heels,
The sounds of desert chants2 his dust can’t feel.
1. Line 2 (Literal); His eyes thus lack a moist of the
2. Zamzam Chant, here it means the sound of a chants of the caravans going to Holy land.