Ammar, the great Iraqi soul,
Heart as warm as the sun’s golden roll.
With laughter that rings like a melody clear,
And wisdom that many seek to hear.
From the Tigris’ shores, his roots run deep,
In tales of courage, traditions keep.
A guiding light, in night or day,
With words of comfort, he paves the way.
Kind and bold, with an open heart,
In every story, he plays his part.
A friend, a brother, a beacon bright,
Ammar, the soul full of hope and light.