XI-XXXIX

The ‘mullah’ 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 grief.
2.         Zamzam Chant, here it means the sound of a chants of the caravans going to Holy land.