You were patience but O' it does not have a benefit after you,
Had it been beneficial, which other soul would need to be patience.
Weeping as for men is abhorred,
Except that, abstainess from it in your case is ingratitude.
Generosity is in captivity with your illness and it will soon, be terminated by poverty
Coupled with misfortune and hopelessness
They buried you in the same earth in which,
The long-buried ones before you were equally stored.
When they all saw your eminence in the tomb they,
All wished and hoped they were buried in your place.
Nothing has so befallen us in this era like his death,
Though he himself used to be one of those who have feelings for lost.

translated by Murtada Adegboyega