Fear Of the saviour

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You seized the rights of
Allah, given of your leader
From his family you snatched
away every sip of water.

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Without a sword, he showed you all to
abstain bloodshed and enter God’s path
But instead you killed him and gained
the Most Merciful’s worst wrath

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I am not surprised why do
you forbid his mourning,
Just as you denied him
water, you deny us grieving.

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How do we stop, knowingly,
that our lives are always at risk
For only through Hussain, in this
land human rights still exists

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You see, we try to change, and
to change we need to live
For our leader’s return every
sacrifice, we are willing to give.

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Just like Muhammad, Mahdi too
will be a mercy to mankind
He will show, how God- from
your dark soul’s, you’ve denied.

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I now know, it’s not hate, against
my pure school of thought
It’s fear, for as believers you’d
be exposed, as an enemy of God

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Prophet Hud’s faith in God

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The tribe of Ad, lived in a
beautiful, flourishing land
Granted by God, blessed
with rich grains and sand.
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When Hud, came to show, who
was the creator of this beauty,
They rejected his words, and
attacked the Prophet for his duty.
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Flourished never again their
once beautiful, healthy land
Prevented was rain, a wrath
was sent by God’s command.
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Hud himself, worked in
agricultural and in the fields
And even from his own crops,
rain for many years was shield.
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In desperation, his nation begged
him to pray to his Lord again
To allow rain fall over their lands,
and success to once more, obtain.
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Accepted was the prayer to God by Prophet Hud,
Who was their giver, the nation finally understood.
For the mischiefs, upon them wraths still stood
Upon calamities, the believers, still stayed Good.

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I wonder how foolish
were Hud’s lost nation,
Like Muhammad’s,
decline from submission.

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When the giver of blessings, wants
us to learn, why is he so, very kind
To obey him, for our benefit, not
his, protection for the soul, we find.

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From this selfish world, which stains
my good, I can happily turn away
For the giver of everything, if I submit,
will protect me every single day.

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When due to his nation, Hud
faced the very same adversity
He never left God, his obedience,
showed this faith’s, clarity.

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Longer Prostration for Hussain

Beloved to him was Hussain,
for whom Mustafa never lifted
his head from his prostration

At his one request as a little child,
Muhammad got down on his knees
just so he could be Hussain’s horse ride

But now they use horses to kick his chest
he trembles back and forth without any rest
And to attend Salah, they murder him in haste

I ask you now, O enemies of Hussain
With such haste that you killed him,
to which lord are you rushing for prostration

Wasn’t Muhammad the
one to teach you this religion
Yet you betray him and his
lord by killing his grandson

When the best of creation
would slow down his prayer
just so Hussain could play on
top of his back a little longer

How could you then
butcher his beloved family
and separate this holy
religion from humanity

The accursed Satan did not prostrate to
Adam, and was sent out of heaven
Yet, O Yazid your people with prostration
have lost every last reason to be forgiven

 

Al Mustafa and Al Murtada

-He patiently awaits for the birth of Al Murtada

He still hasn’t yet announced his Prophet hood with Allah

– How can he announce, knowing he will be rejected, mocked and discriminated  upon

He indeed knows, Ali will support and stand aside him with every lies he is called upon.

– For many will not understand Ali except Al Mustafa and Allah
 
And he will be raised, loved and taught by none other than RasolAllah

– How do I not take my lessons from this magnificent personality

-For the waiting of the messenger shows me, following Ali was bound to be my duty.

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What Zaynab’s eye witnessed

-Words can never do justice of what these eyes have witnessed,
-for it’s by the will of God, how my sight still exists.
-I watched the burning door fall upon my mother
-leaving her with broken ribs, weeping, longing for her father…
-I silently sat there watching her pass by,
-I watched the one who could carry the door of khayber,
shaking to bury the Messenger of God’s daughter.
– These eyes then had to witness the loss of her Father,
– The struck of Ibn muljim separated this beloved daughter
  from God’s bravest warrior.
– But even that wasn’t enough for these eyes,
for it then witnessed Hassan coughing out blood
– The change of his skin, screamed
it’s farewell from my this brother..
– Then finally the time came, where not just one. But my entire family was snatched away from me.
– The innocent bodies of Aun O Muhammad, cries, mother we have given everything for your brother
– My nephew Ali Akbar smiles, aunty I defended your brother
– My Abbas, with no hands, hides his face, forgive me for I couldn’t get Sakina water.
– I look around, in all directions, until my eyes caught the sight
of the knife on the neck of Aba Abdillah
– I fall down, touching the soils of Karbala
– My heart then reminds me, ‘You are from holy lineage, show the world,
how Hussain’s blood won over their Gold
-I then stand up straight to look at the sky, I say I am Zaynab, with eyes filled with
tragedy, I saw nothing but the beauty of My lord.

Where have you gone

-I see a shadow beneath the door
I watch the tyrant making his approach
-I scream out O Father, where have you gone
-For the ummah you had taught have forgotten on whose house had they set fire upon.
-The rights of All, they have now stolen
– Leaving me behind the door with my ribs broken.

Zainul Abideen ‘ s Faith

I wonder what faith did imam Zainul Abideen have,
From watching his family slaughtered to aunts and sisters head covers snatched.
The fact that this tragedy didn’t make him go in sane,
Proves how pure and true was the message of my Hussain.