For My Teacher Poem by Sari Mavi

when I look back I see little traces keep running until now
all traces of it still made an impression with both memory

I know you never cared at all the praise
do you expect from us is to be the people who would be useful for life
 
O God, bestow all the blessings and love Thee in those who to this day still are in our temporary modesty, many are in adequacy

but we will never forget all the services that never existed
let us invoke heaven for them

aameen