My very close neighbour khatib,
Maulana Abdul Wahhab Khatib.
Served as imam of Jama mosque,
For twenty seven years of task.
Sincere, loyal and simple,
God fearing, pious and humble.
No son only daughters has he,
Works as hard as a honey bee.
His only son died in his teens,
Leaving him with no old age means,
Always greets with a sweet smile,
His whole life the very same style.
Betrayed by his own community,
Faced all things with humility.
Never gives up his faith for world,
Never bad he accepts or heard.
Lives a life of simplicity,
Without any superficiality.
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