Live Faith

An Islamic Poetry Collection

Dr Mohammad Basim Al-Ansari

Sydney - Australia

Copyright 2020

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A Reflection on Fasting ...66

Ramadhan Sonnet ...68

Eid Day...70

Section 1.3: Ahlulbayt ...72

Why do we love Ahlulbayt?! ...74

Ma'soomeen (The 14 Infallibles Sonnet) ...76

Mohammad, The Chosen! ...78

Prophet Mohammad in Mecca ...80

At Prophet's Mosque...82

Ghadeer...84

Who is Ali?!...86

Why do we love Ali? ...88

When you may declare to follow Ali? ...92

Ali's Example...94

Ali is our Master ...96

Ali's Teachings ...98

Our Master of Love: Mawla Ali ...100

Flower Fatima ...102

Lady Fatima ...104

The Noble Hassan...106

In the name of Hussain...108

Imam Hussein Statements (Haikus) ...110

Trilingual: Hussaini Kids ...112

Sydney kids on Ashura ...114

From Sydney for Arbaeen...116

Ashura and Arbaeen 2020...118

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Our Role Model Zainab! ...120

Zainab's Leadership...122

Zainab, the heir of Zahra...124

Zainab's Life Journey...126

ohammad gave Zainab her name! ...128

Meaning of Zainab...130

Birth of Abbas ...132

Imam Zain Alabideen...134

Imam Ridha and Me...136

Peace be upon Ma'soma ...138

We are in need for Mahdi ...140

Letter to Imam Mah di ...144

Part Two: Faith Lamentations...146

Section 2.1: Prophet Mohammad...148

Ode to Mohammad...150

Section 2.2: Imam Ali...154

Ali, the Guide, is no more! ...156

Kufa's worst night!...160

We lost our Imam ...164

Section 2.3: Lady Fatima ...166

Why did Fatima cry? ...168

Fatima, the First Defender ...172

Fatima and Fadak ...176

Section 2.4: Imam Hassan ...178

Imam Hassan...180

Section 2.5: Imam Hussain...182

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Subsection 2.5.1: Leading to Ashura...184

Hussain's Call...186

Message to Hussain. ...188

Message of Hussain ...190

Hussain's Departure and his daughter ...194

Muslim wa Muslima ...198

Ansar of Hussain ...202

Lady Um al-Baneen...206

Abbas Abbas Abbas ...210

Noble Qassim ...212

Ali Akbar, the Pride of Islam...216

Salaam Imam Hussain's baby ...220

Hussain and Zainab in Ashura's Eve ...224

Commemorating Ashura ...226

Ashura Procession...228

Subsection 2.5.2: Day of Ashura...230

Tell us Karbala!...232

Hussain's Resilience...238

Hussain, on the ground...240

Praised God, while beheading their best ...244

Hussain, in a bloodbath ...246

"I'll always look for lovers like you!" ...248

Subsection 2.5.3: Journey to Arbaeen... 250

Understand Zainab!...252

Zainab after Hussain...256

This will last till the Arbaeen...258

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Two boys in Ashura...260

Through Arbaeen Clause ...262

Carry the message of Hussain Sonnet...264

Ruqaya's Story...266

Jaber Al-Ansari travels to Hussain ...270

Zainab in Arbaeen...274

Every step has been part of the Arbaeen...278

Let's go Arbaeen ...280

Mahdi and Arbaeen...282

Closing Remarks ...284

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Centre, which works to strengthen positive content on the Internet and social media. This content is directed to convey the thought of the Ahlulbayt (peace be upon them) and the directives of the Supreme Religious Authority (Marjea) to a wide range of different segments of society utilising the latest digital production techniques and communication methods suitable for the modern recipient.

The Institute also prints and publishes the intellectual and scientific production of the Hawza students, in a series of publications in various ideological, theological, and ethical titles - which aim to establish faith, thought and morality; in a way that is far from complexities; drawing its information from the inherited School of the Ahlulbayt (peace be upon them).

Among the Institute's aims is the printing of the productions of intellectuals in various religious fields. This book is published by the Institute in English in line with this aim. This book (Live Faith) is authored by the Honorable Dr. Mohammad Basim Al-Ansari (May God bless him), to address the faithful believers in the English language of poetry. The first part is dedicated to the generic Islamic system while the second part contains Husseinist encomia. This distinguished work is perhaps the first of its kind regarding the broadcasting of Islamic literature and thought in English professional poetry.

We ask the God Almighty to keep our workin His vision, and to accept it well with his generosity, as He is a responsive listener.

Management of the Institute

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My siblings' support and feedback have complemented my parents' role, so I thank each of them equally for being there with me and for me all the time. Haj Muzaffar, Dr Basma (my twin), Dr Farah and Dr Mustafa, as well as their spouses and kids; thank you!

My wife, Lubna, has also been a key figure in my life who patiently tolerated my long nights and my absent mind when I get into my imaginary world of poetry and writing. Our kids, Zain Alabideen, Aya and Hadi, have also been our inspiration in all that we do for sure.

I cannot escape an important person to thank for his influence on me is great both during my early childhood as I was a little boy running the hallways and long steps of their ancient home in Najaf till my adulthood where I consider him, beside my own father, a teacher, mentor, and guide. My father- in-law Ayatollah Sheikh Dhia Zinaddin, like his father again, is an outstanding Islamic thinker, author, and high-ranking scholar. Even during the very harsh years of ISIS terrorist threat in Iraq, when he was the Head of the Holy Shrine of Imam Ali, he would still spare hours to spend with me either in person in the warm nights at the family home in Najaf or over

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the long-distance calls to share his experiences,thoughts, and advice.

I would like to acknowledge my cousin and brother from London, Hussaini Preacher and Reciter Ibrahiem Al-Ansari who was the driving force to encourage me to write eulogies to honour our Imams that eventually became the backbone of this book. He was the first of the few other reciters who granted me the honour of reciting my poems in community programs all over the English-speaking world. Ibrahiem insisted to complete his favour and assist in editing the Eulogy part of this book due to the technical nature of the poems to be ready for recitation by dear reciters.

My appreciation also extends to Professor Haider Al- Moosawi, Department of English, College of Education for Humanist Sciences at the University of Babylon for his valuable feedback on the technical and professional aspects of this poetry collection.

Last but not least, I share my gratitude to all family and friends who encouraged me, supported me and/or contributed to my development in faith, personally and professionally. Especially my two best friends and brothers; Dr Fouad Nagm

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and Sayed Jamil Ispahany, with whom I grew up and matured and upon whom I depend and lean.

I extend my gratitude to the Holy Shrine of Al-Abbas who have gracefully offered to publish this poetry collection through their Turath Al-Anbia Institute. His Eminence Sheikh Hussain Al-Assadi from Holy Najaf was the initiator of this invitation, to whom I have great respect and gratitude.

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Poetry's ability to illustrate images of the story to connect the audience to the subject and its hero is the most important aspect that gave it such a profound profile amongst many nations. Hence, to harvest this essential power of poetry, we notice that our Imams have emphasised the use of poetry to mourn and remember Imam Hussain and his great sacrifice. This is to the extent that they promise heavenly rewards for those who write poetry on Imam Hussain's tragedy evenif it was not perfect.

I am proud to adhere to the instructions of the beloved Ahlulbayt and be amongst those ones who wrote for their cause and to commemorate them and by doing so, in fact, I honour the glory of God. This is especially relevant in the English Language, where a gap persists for technical poems (eulogies) that can be used by reciters in programs dedicated to Imam Hussain and Ahlulbayt worldwide.

Although, I see my efforts as negligible producing very humble work, yet my intention has always been to serve first and foremost. I have always used poetry as a personal tool to write my own thoughts, ideas, pains, reflections, and stories. A form of expression of myself to myself rather than an art to publicise and share. During my adolescence, medical studies,

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research or professional work, poetry was my refuge to seek my own personal space. My connection to poetry has always been as a tool for personal healing rather than a product or publication. So, what matters the most for me is the intention behind these poems rather than their beauty or strength.

Similarly, faith for me has been personal. It was my most important asylum when vulnerable; my motivation when unsure; and my healing when depressed. Ahlulbayt, especially Imam Ali for his wisdom and Imam Hussain for his emotional attachment, played a critical part in my life that is mirrored in my thinking, reasoning and conduct.

This poetry collection is all about living faith and not just reading about it, hence I titled it: Live Faith. My aim is for the honourable reader to be able to live faith through this modest work and to reflect on the ideas presented. This book is intended for all age groups, cultural and educational backgrounds hence the poems vary in tone and technicality to accommodate for such a wide audience.

The Live Faith collection is divided into two distinguished parts:

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Part 1: Faith Poetry Mosaic

Part 2: Faith Lamentations

Part One: Faith Poetry Mosaic: A mosaic of faithful

poems, reflections and tributes to God, Prophet Mohammad, and his holy Family (Ahlulbayt). This part is divided into three sections:

Section 1.1: Islam

Section 1.2: Faithful Reflections

Section 1.3: Ahlulbayt

Part Two: Faith Lamentation: A collection of encomia or eulogies on the tragedies faced by Prophet Mohammad and his holy Family; namely: Imam Ali, Lady Fatima, Imam Hassan, and Imam Hussain; as well as their family members and close companions. The poems in this section can be recited as spoken words, podium lamentations (Masa'eb, Na'ei), and/or rhythmic encomia or eulogies (Latmiya, Nooha). This part is divided into five sections, each dedicated to one of the Infallible Five.

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The last section, which contains the seasonal Hussaini rhythmic eulogies or encomia in Muharram and Saffar, is further divided into three subsections as indicated below:

Section 2.1: Prophet Mohammad

Section 2.2: Imam Ali

Section 2.3: Lady Fatima

Section 2.4: Imam Hassan

Section 2.5: Imam Hussain

Subsection 2.5.1: Leading to Ashura

Subsection 2.5.2: Day of Ashura

Subsection 2.5.3: Journey of Arbaeen

It is important to remind the dear readers that the Day of Ashura subsection is preserved for the actual occasion on that particular day. So, I urge you to only recite it on Ashura Day, especially the parts that detail the tragedy of the last moments of our beloved Imam Hussain's holy life.

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I ask you all to forgive my shortcomings and the limitations of my talent. I also ask you to please remember me in your prayers and keep me in your thoughts especially when reciting on the podiums of guidance.

May Allah, the Almighty, grant us all the great favour of being of service to our faith. May his mercy bestow all humanity and remove this pandemic by the grace of the presence of Imam Mahdi (peace be upon him).

Your brother in faith,

Mohammad Basim Al-Ansari

Sydney, Australia

10/10/2020

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Unique one with no partner Both Rewarder and Warner Creator of the universe Revealer of every verse

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Powerful Lord, O mighty God Strengthen our straight road Grant us your great sustenance To ensure our endurance

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Please allow us in heavens As the one You allow, wins Please protect us from hot hell Because just for You, we yell

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Islam has many schools of thought

So, don't judge based on a snapshot!

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Then to his Progeny, passed on the crown

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Allah ordered him to appoint Ali First successor, Imam, Guide and Wali

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Second principle of Usool Adl is our best thinking tool You know, must God is Just!

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The third principle, to which we adhere Nubuwa or Prophethood is clear It's our need to have guides Messengers whom God decides Thousands of them were sent So that our logic, they complement Mohammad was their last To his rightful path, we hold fast

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The fourth is a principle we uphold Despite whatever our opponents may hold

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Imama is needed, to pass God's exams It is our belief in the Twelve Imams

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The fifth principle is Ma'ad When all gather in one crowd To be judged by God in the afterlife To be asked about our success and strife Please learn all of this by heart To be a thoughtful Muslim, truly smart!

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Zakat and Khums you should know Both are acts of charity To advance faith and relief calamity

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My kids please hear my advice Promote virtue and prevent vice Always defy the people of hate While love the lovers of Ahlulbayt

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In all these matters you should follow What scholars forbid or allow Choose wisely a scholar who is wise Who helps your faith in God to rise!

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Reality was represented in those shadows they are seeing Of external objects reflected on their cave's wall Then, through a coincidence, one of them looks at the outside Upon seeing reality, he informs his fellow cavemen But they refuse to accept his version and push him aside One wonders upon reflecting on the action of these men!

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How can they oppose the reality they have always known?! How can they leave their own experience behind?! They prefer to call the news carrier a clown They chose to reject his claim and preferred to stay blind

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We all are in the same shoes We have created our own world

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Shaped by our experience and surrounding clues We have our reality woven and furled

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Then the question comes to all of us How can one reach the truth?! It is a matter we need to discuss This is especially relevant in our youth

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Some say truth must be factual Reached through science and experimental While others see it as more rational Then come promoters of the metaphysical

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We all forgot Plato's story and words Overlooked that life is all about perception Unfortunately, there are many wolves and herds Thus, we need to avoid deception

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So, we must seek something more real A wisdom that is both righteous and fine

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A formula consisting of a good deal A system that is both practical and divine

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We know that feelings, emotions, and thoughts They're all part of who we are and how we are This whole issue is full of tangled knots

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We know, through research, that spirituality helps Through it, cancer survivors increased their chances Also, it contributes to psychotherapy in great extent We're learning more about it as our world advances

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So, let's not call it off, just because we cannot see it Neither blame others whom it improved their lives Spirituality, like many of our human characters Often neglected or blamed, yet it always survives

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To store You away from his sight Resisting Your affection with his might

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It's hard when one pretends to be strong But he has been the weakest all along Your heart still pumps in his chest While his whole body knows no rest

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We don't need to end all disputes We all just need to recognise That differences make us grow wise

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We need to be more inclusive In matters that aren't conclusive Only when we reach inner peace That fear from us Muslims will cease

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To be true to our free mutual pledges

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Australia, Europe, Americas, all Tolerant people share a common call With love, let's end racism, hate, fear and brawl!

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Coronavirus had hit and locked down every known town Not differentiating between common folks or those with a crown

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No man, woman or child is any longer safe Everyone's rage will only chafe Life as we know it is about to change The new reality somehow feels strange We have indeed lived an illusion Our worlds were actually in collusion But we remain determined to stay strong With faith, we'll endeavour to learn and triumph all along

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Sobs and walks back alone under the rainy night sky Wondering with himself; why did I do it? Why?

Nothing can save me from my sins not even if I cry Forgive me, please My Lord, the exalted high!

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I am trying to find that truthful path To be on a journey toward real love To be far from God's curse, anger, or wrath To be heading to the heavens above

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Slowly the days of Ramadhan pass by accompanied by its long and quite nights.

Until we find ourselves ready to face our Lord.

Not to complain only but also to communicate....

Not to pray only but also to praise....

Not to request only but also to build a relationship....

These nights are the valuable nights of Qadr.

It was called Qadr to convey both meanings at once the destiny and the significance.

It seems the Almighty seeks us to both:

Complain and Communicate...

Pray and Praise...

Request and build a Relationship...

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It's an opportunity to reason

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This explains why we love Ahlulbayt Not just because our principles dictate But also, we find in them that higher moral ground Their characteristics with their love which goes around

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Hence, we always remember them with respect To celebrate who they are in every aspect On Mohammad and his progeny, the possessors of all of that We all join, together, to recite a loud Salawat

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Baqir and Sadiq built our foundations Faced tyranny like Musa, with patience Ridha too resisted all temptations Jawad's teachings made Shia complacence

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Hadi and Askari, guides of Islam Their son Mahdi is our current Imam

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So that in glory, his followers bask

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He preached what he practiced in his view Resisted all kind of oppression to stay true He cared about all including you

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His message was simple and peaceful It was all about making life more useful Worshiping one God, loving and merciful Of all our deeds, he is indeed mindful

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Upon you!

Rightness always follows Ali, wherever He is due!

Who is better, than Ali, to succeed me?

Tell me who?!

(من کمتُ مولاهُ فهذا علی.مولاهُ)

(من کمتُ مولاهُ فهذا علی.مولاهُ)

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Everyone on deathbed will see the bright light of Ali It is a divine speciality given only to Ali He saves his followers whenever they call out Ya Ali

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A believer is lit through reflecting the light of Ali They'd feel regret, everyone who didn't love Ali While his lovers will rejoice as they loved and followed Ali

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For our soul and mind, a treatment

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Ali left us a treasure Of many noble words A collection that brings pleasure Full of guiding records

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People are of two types, he says Either, one in faith is your sibling Or you were created in same ways So, respect and tolerance you should both bring

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Ali teaches us about justice It has four aspects, with which we need to comply Understanding and knowledge that we practice Fairness and thinking that we apply

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Ali promotes multi-disciplinarity in knowledge Multiplied by lessons from life That cause people to rise or wedge Otherwise, one can only expect strife

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This is the Ali we dearly love We follow his principles with dedication Because they are righteous and above Through them we built our civilisation

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He fought also for weak and poor Charity was part of his core He's a father for those in need Their refuge and support indeed

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Ali raised every follower He nurtured them like a flower So, let's strive to make him proud

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He is our guidance

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He is with the truth and truth is with

Ali Ali Ali Ali

The best worship, gazing at the beauty of

Ali Ali Ali Ali

Close to Allah are those who follow you O'

Ali Ali Ali Ali

Mohammad had no match, brother but

Ali Ali Ali Ali

Ali is our master He is our guidance

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Never lie, deceive but be trustful

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Ali taught us how forgiveness to seek In worship be seriously unique Purify and ourselves do critique Follow his example to reach the peak

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Ali taught us all how to be brave To hold rightness as the way to behave Never be weak for any to enslave You're Shia of Ali, this you should engrave

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Faith and ethics in us, he did entice We all are students of the Mawla Ali

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Ali is the divider of that Day For our heart, mind, and faith he's the way Without his fellowship, we'd be astray As Prophet had to always replay Follow both Quran and Mawla Ali

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In morality, thinking and honesty

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He called for true peace For violence to cease Such are the real teachings of Hassan

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Hassan led with strength and dignity Never losing his credibility He called for rightness Matching his brightness Morality was the path of Hassan

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Every year, Shia shine and share to advocate...

To observe To reflect To think To promote And to advance our values...

We then repeat the same lesson every year We repeat it in the name of Hussain We repeat it in the name of love......

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Like a salve nor runaway Like a shameful man!

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As Hussain farewelled: I am the martyr of tears My name provokes tears!

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Hussain yelled aloud: Far from us be Disgrace and Humiliation!

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- "are you excited to be here today?"

- "to join millions in the World on Ashura Day?"

Uwais (the second cousin who is 8 replied)

- "we've been waiting for it all year"

- "Imam Hussain, for us, is too dear"

Zain (the third cousin who is 7 continued)

- "yes! We've been waiting for long"

- "to come together chanting all along"

The two little 4-year-old girls, Aya and Luma excitedly yelled:

- "we love Imam Hussain"

- "we chant it all again"

So, the kids together waved their flags, and joined thousands of others to chant:

Labayka ya Hussein!

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Zainab's life was a great eventful tale to admire and tell With resilience, she faced and defeated those who oppress and kill No matter how canning, deceiving or deep they planned to drill Zainab the one known as Hawra The heir to her mother Zahra

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Teach your children about the virtues of the Lady of glory Let them learn, remember, and adore her everlasting story It will teach them patience and strength in face of any worry Zainab the one known as Hawra The heir to her mother Zahra

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Ali used all means, but they didn't seem to understand any word

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Then she saw her brother Hassan suffer from his army's treason So, the treaty he faced became the first drop in his death's poison

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Her prime time was her biggest role as the supporter of Hussain She shared his steps and planted his seed for us to collect the grain

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He brought her up to lead when men flee from the beatings of war's drum

Ali prepared her for their aim...

Mohammad gave Zainab her name...

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Like her mother Fatima, she was lively, lovely, and divine They both had to stand firm to put their enemy back into line Fatima Zahra gave Zainab her star status to glow and shine Zahra and Zainab were the same...

Mohammad gave Zainab her name...

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Zainab, as brave as her brother was She had no doubt facing tyranny Her mind was clear like her pure heart was With words, defeated their villainy

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This is Zainab we do celebrate She combined her parents' qualities In patience she's beyond any rate Also, in all great nobilities

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A worshipper at night Then a scholar and knight In all qualities, Abbas came across

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Through his supplications Ali taught us our creed They're our ammunitions Like the prophets indeed

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She took us in with her arms Protecting us from all harms I cannot express or tell How next to her, we feel well!

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Our environment's damage, We can't easily manage Even if we try our best We can't unite east and west

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Many people still suffer From oppression and terror Violence, hunger, corruption All cause mad interruption

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So, what's one supposed to seek?

How're we to solve this critique?

Especially we can just try That's if we know: when, where, why!

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This requires leadership With infinite scholarship A formula that's in line With commands that are divine

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Hence, we look for a saviour Best in thought and behaviour A leader in his own right Not ever leaning left or right

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This's the one we call Mahdi Righteous, just, and so steady Prophet Mohammad's grandson Continues what he begun!

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Our allegiance to you, we give Your peaceful days, we await When you straighten our gait!

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Oh, Mohammad X4

The nation you built became misled As ambitions replaced God's commands They soon replaced your appointed head Disobeying your divine demands

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Oh, Mohammad X4

Fatima was the first to defend Islam from their vicious swords and nibs In your cause, she faced a bitter end Her fallen baby and broken ribs

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Oh, Mohammad X4

Ali, the brother, and heir you loved

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Became the prisoner of their greed He found them unfair to be reproved They fought him till they saw his head bleed

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Oh, Mohammad X4

Hassan then followed Ali and you Through revealing the deceptive them Blocking his burial next to you Tearing his treaty, poisoning him

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Oh, Mohammad X4

Hussain rose to seek your nation's mend Yazid was violent and disruptive He beheaded him in the same trend Then took your great daughters as captive

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Oh, Mohammad X4

Your nation did burn your heart and trust By stopping you writing a firm will Leading many to live in disgust Muslims are known now to harm and kill

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Oh, Mohammad X4

We long for the Islam that you preached Replacing oppression and harshness When true peace and harmony are reached When your dear Mahdi ends all darkness

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Yes, it is Ali we are all talking about...

Ali has no crown or a propaganda...

A leader of sincerity, love and thought...

Ali does not wave from any veranda...

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That night he chose to walk by himself all alone...

Ali was weary, his eyes, they were tired...

Ali was surrounded by many yet alone...

He was recalling all changes he inspired...

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Ali walked out in determined steps yet warm Birds surrounded him flapping their wings in form

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Ali responded with his usual divine calm...

Cry out loud oh nature's beauties before the storm...

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In mysterious Kufa, He started his day...

In the city there is a grand mosque made of clay...

Yet in its glory, it was beyond any say...

A place special for Imam to lead and pray...

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In prayer, Ali was stricken by a sword...

Ali responded with a divine true cry...

A poisoned blade that had silenced the best word...

"I am the winner as in Allah, I rely..."

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Zainab sobbed upon learning the shocking news...

She ran with the orphans to the proof of Allah...

Father! I rushed to your aid but to no use...

My Daughter! Preserve your tears for Karbala...

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Be good to your prisoner, keep that in mind...

O my sons! Give him food and even milk do pour...

Then his great eloquent words he left in kind...

And the angels cried: Ali, the guide, is no more!

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Revealing true lovers

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People suddenly woke They were all stunned in shock They have heard a loud cry A voice dropped from the sky

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Pillar of Guidance's hit Ali's holy head's split The divine rope is loose Angels announced the news

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Kufans were so afraid What angels have just said?! They all run to the Mosque To see his bleeding dusk

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Everything now made sense

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The atmosphere's so dense There are changes tonight Humankind lost its knight

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To save us from falling downhill

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Then we all lost our true Imam His biggest orphan was Islam

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Her cry was a forewarning Of a coup that was storming They did not love his kin!

They did not care for sin!

They did not love his kin!

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Mohammad's nation was lost Greed made many pay big cost They denied Ali his post Despite it's witnessed by most They took his Caliphate!

So, on a throne, they sit!

They took his Caliphate!

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Fatima was sad for faith As it was haunted by wraith She shed tears for us to bathe ToLike Hassan and Hussain!

Muslims still live in pain!

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Like Hassan and Hussain!

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Fatima's point was understood So, they pushed her to the wood To not expose their falsehood As they lost their path for good Islam was in dismay!

They followed Satan's way!

Islam was in dismay!

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Prophet's Household were so brave They would not submit or wave

How did the rulers then behave?

That she, then, had to hide her grave?!

Where is Imam Zaman?!

Where's the walking Quran?!

Where is Imam Zaman?!

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She exposed them all through her sermons and action Urging the Muslims to never set on the fence Reminding them, why they were chosen best nation

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To Zahra's holy house, they aggressively rushed Striking her and setting Prophet's home on fire When she miscarried her infant, Zahra's heart crushed

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Those moments throughout history proved so dire They intended to kill their guide, chief and Imam She ignored her pain, to chase them grabbing his gown By saving Ali, she knew, that she saved Islam

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Fatima Zahra spent her sorrowed last few days Resisting their hate through her cry, patience, and words

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From oppression, her fragile heart was now ablaze Allah ordered them her love, but they showed her, swords

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So, when final moments of her short life arrived She asked Ali to bury her on that dark night Her hidden grave is a witness, she was deprived Fatima's departure shocked Ali, the famed knight

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When they took it to max rate As they blocked the prophet's gate Their arrows did infiltrate

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Since his father, he succeed He aimed to protect the creed Yet people never took heed Hassan was oppressed indeed

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A way to oppose every tyrant's reign...

To face tyranny with patience not deign...

To be peaceful yet full of might like rain...

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Hussain and peace are indeed a twain...

He attracts millions to Karbala, his fane...

To learn his ways and strength to attain...

To be determined and truthful like Hussain...

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O Hussain we hear your voice Helping you is our main choice

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O Hussain, you were alone Till now we feel your call's tone

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O Hussain when you did fell Made us for centuries yell

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O Hussain since beheaded In our souls you're embedded

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O Hussain you did not die You just fell to lift us high

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This was shown by his companions When they were raised as champions Through Hussain alone, they were transformed They were reborn, then they performed

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Honesty with self and others Saves one from having mixed colours Being direct with own deed and word Brings our

morality forward

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Hussain said: "I'm to awaken Through stance, my grandfather's nation! I am to make a Muslim, modest Like Mohammad, Trusted, Honest"

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Thus, he positioned him ahead

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When Grand Prophet Mohammad said

"Know that Hussain is from my breed And I am from Hussain indeed"

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Hussain was devoted and full of charisma Declared refusal to Yazid's schema Humiliation far from son of Fatima He does not submit to any tyrant's reign

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Fatima was like her grandmother alone She felt ill, fearful, and out of tone Losing her dear ones with whom she has grown Proved to be worse than physical complain

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City of the Prophet was deep in darkness Hussain's departure has turned it so heartless Its noble family was shuttered faultless

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For years, Medina did not see peace nor gain

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The princess kept waiting for their return Patience made her tender heart slowly burn She knew her father to death had to adjourn Because Hussain acted in strength not wane...

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Muslim entered Kufa in public display Thousands welcomed him with joy on roadway Through him, they saw their Imam everyday He became their prince of hearts with charisma

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But soon, Kufans turned against their leader They left him alone in fear of their creeper He could not find even a water beaker Except one believer, a caring grandma

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Enemy surrounded him by morning Attacked Muslim not fearing Allah's warning He fought while his heart for Hussain was mourning

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The coupe against him remains an enigma

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When Hussain received the shocking Kufa news He called the Ansar to clarify his views They only want me killed so you're free to choose They cried: We're lost without the Imama

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Hussain insisted: my brothers and cousins Leave me before the situation toughens Their reply was: We're with you when it roughens We serve you in honour with no stigma

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To the tents then Hussain sorrowfully walked

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Picked up Muslim's daughter and mournfully choked Dad taught: forgo all for Love of Fatima

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They loved Hussain beyond limits of sanity Through him, they were elevated to serenity To all, they set a new threshold of sincerity Faced enemy's cruelty; they never withdrew

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Habib was their elder role model for all He was a sign of love and standing tall Forty-one companions who were hard to appal Young and old, together they made the best crew

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In bravery and loyalty, we learn from John

Like everyone, he was allowed to be gone

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They proved; they outmatched their peers in brawn The magic of Hussain made their souls renew

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One by one, faced their foes steadily Seeking permission from their Imam readily Like fragrant flowers they fell headily The Ansar during Ashura had the best view

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We wish we were with you!

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Their daughter Fatima is the star of their tribe"

Ali accepted welcoming her to the kin

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She brought Imam Ali four sons of superclass Abdullah, Jaffar, Usman and their Moon, Abbas Brave, sincere, pure, and more transparent than glass Um Al-Baneen raised them in a noble routine

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She farewelled them to leave with Imam Hussain

"He is your duty so protect him from any bane Ensure you save the holy family from pain"

She told them with the most caring heart ever seen

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Suddenly Prophet's City would wake up in shock A messenger was crying, reciting ad hoc Um Al-Baneen rushed to him while wearing a smock She asked for Hussain's news with a loud mournful din

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"Poet! Tell me about my son Hussein she asked!

Did my four children defend him when they all passed?

Did they fight bravely when the enemy amassed?"

On protection of Islam, she was so keen

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"My condolences go to you for your four sons!"

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She sighed letting her infant off while her tear runs

"I forgo them all if Hussain safely returns"

"But Zainab in chains greeted the head of Hussain"

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Abbas bring the cold water for Sakeena Show your bravery in battle's arena Take the children back to holy Medina The family's in need of their Abbas

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He was the protector of Lady Zainab Ali made him when both their hands, he did grab Zainab cried when he got the enemy's stab We are lost after you our dear Abbas!

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To hit him, they had to creepily hide Losing both his arms, he could not then ride Polearm struck his head, Hussain's hero has died

"I lost my might after you O Abbas"

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On Ashura, Hussain was indeed alone At that moment, he had even lost his son So, came to his aid, Qassim son of Hassan

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"O' Uncle to your aid I quickly came The armour doesn't fit, its maker I blame I may look little but the battle I can tame I face them and fight like my father Hassan❞

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Hussain embraced him, wiping his shiny tears "You are so brave and proud oh dearest of dears Yet you are still too young, and I have my fears

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I cannot lose the reminder of Hassan"

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Qassim walked back to his mother upset She comforted him and gave him a chest A note wrote: "help your uncle do not forget" Uncle Hussain! Look at the will of Hassan

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Hussain, proudly, allowed his Qassim to fight Went out to battlefield, the handsome brave knight Until his shoes were loose, he kneeled down to tight Enemy struck the noble heir of Hassan

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Hussain rushed to his nephew like a lion

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"It's painful, I can't help you when you're dying"

He carried him back while ailing from crying Hussain has again lost his brother Hassan

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In Karbala, was a hit The strongest knights had a fit Most ended by brave Ali

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Layla cared for precious son Before her prayers were done He yelled: Mother! I have won Her pride was son of Ali

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With tears, he embraced Hussain "Father if I fight again I would never let them pain The family of Ali”

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Ali AL Akbar was soon gone

The bright sun fell early dawn Hussain could not bear alone Shattered him losing Ali

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Ali was cut to pieces Son of the Prophet ceases Grieving him never eases Hussain wept loud for Ali

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Imam threw his blood up Our sacrifice! Hold up! In tears, Hussain had prayed Watching Abdullah fade

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Take him from me, Zainab Wrapped in robes and still fab Our baby is a martyr Like Muhsin of our mother

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Baby's Mum was in shock Tearing apart her cloak Son! When first I saw your eyes Thought won't see your demise

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Children rushed to Hussain Water! Before we drain!

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In silent tears, he was Facing his holy cause

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Even if pain and sorrow were long Indeed, to Allah, we all belong So, with patience, resist all their wrong

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Hussain could hardly hide his heartache He stayed all that night fully awake O' Lord! I'm doing this for your sake! The skies and Earth for his call did shake

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Zainab observed him with tearful eyes She knew in the morning, Hussain dies After his fall, Zainab has to rise Hussain can't die upon his demise!

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Our tears pour down like rain All to commemorate Imam Hussain, the Great

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Dressed together in black Meanwhile we reflect back Recalling his fair stance His cause, we do advance

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Labayka Ya Hussain!

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Tell us of the Ansar During the Taff war How fearless they are?

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Did he see his companions?

Those righteous champions?

Who fearlessly faced battalions?

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How did he see his Akbar?

On the ground not the Minbar?

Slaughtered with baby Asghar?

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And his nephew of thirteen?

Qassim, best youth ever been To help him, he was keen

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And Abbas, the prime knight?

A moon which was bright

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Known for faith and might

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The one whose hands both were cut By arrows his eyes were shut Could he bring kids water or what?

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When he fell from horseback Did he break Hussain's back?

Tempting the enemy to attack

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Did they all shatter his heart?

When they did depart In the martyrs' chart

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What was his mental state?

Seeing family faced by hate Knowing his death, the enemy await

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Did they forget he is their Imam?

Weren't they killing Islam?

Weren't they amazed by his calm?

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Was Hussain soon in the field?

lone fighting with vivid heed His faith was his true shield

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Did the three-pointed arrow pierce his heart?

Tearing Hussain's holy ribs apart To Allah, he turned to impart

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How Imam yelled, falling to the ground?

Leave my family and turn around

From his patience, all were astound

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At what point screamed their lead?

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While watching the Imam bleed Go down and end the best deed

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How could Shimer walk to Hussain?

How could he cut his holy vein?

While skies wept with red rain

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What courage was shown by Zainab?

What of his cut body did she grab?

O God they blew their envy jab

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They killed the son of Mohammad Best of civilians and nomad Turning the whole universe sad

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O God accept this sacrifice That we made against vice Master of youth in paradise!

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Making him draw deeper breath He stood determined and strong Showing patience all along

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His sad heart was full of pain No one could act like Hussain They destroyed what he helped build Even his baby was killed

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Yet he faced the loss with grit Made the enemy admit Their narrator did confirm Hussain's deeply hurt yet firm

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We learnt from him how to stand To not let fear, ruin our brand Through his unique experience Hussain taught us resilience

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She yelled at their master You're watching him, Omar!?

He's your Prophet's grandson Tortured with thirst and sun

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He looked with crying eyes Ordered them that he dies They all followed their lead They caused Hussain's heart bleed

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One stroke, his nephew's dead Second hits his forehead Third cuts his holy jaw They had no faith or law

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Hussain ended up weak Some water he did seek Shimer came forward to yell

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We'll keep your thirst till hell

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Then Shimer kicked him so hard Hussain had no help or guard He's slaughtered in cold blood The sword had evil thud

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They aimed to terminate Prophet through their grim hate Hussain was just a mean To kill Mohammad's Deen

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Hence the world was shaken For us to awaken Even skies wept red rain For our headless Hussain

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As Zainab's heart made cracking sound

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Hussain's camp was attacked and shelled In that moment Hussain had yelled Leave my family till I'm killed Be free if no faith you upheld

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Surrounding their faithful guide The tyrant's rule, they did abide Pushing divine truth to the side To trample Hussain, thy would ride

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Shimer sat on his holy chest Striking his neck, holding his crest Praised God, while beheading their best The Devil, at last, reached his quest

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Their seize had made its mark They did not spare their worst They fought with steel and thirst

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Hussain faced last battle They escaped like cattle He turned their day to night No one dared to face fight

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They shelled him with arrows Bringing lots of sorrows He fell of his horseback Prompting them to attack

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Hit him hard with their swords Forgot his warning words They called upon God's wrath Hussain's in a bloodbath

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As they march, inching closer to checkmate

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Hussain held his holy dusted grey beard Letting down his tears, picking up his voice

"O my lions, where have you disappeared?!"

"I know you'd still fight, if you had a choice!"

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"I long to you all, I belong with you!"

"I'll forever look for lovers like you!"

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It was a hard day to bear Zainab had lost every dear Men of her family were on the ground Women and kids, in fear, ran around

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In that moment, she decided to walk Everyone felt a wave of shock Towards the enemy grounds, she did head She was walking to her brother, who's dead

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As Zainab reached Hussain's body She grabbed the attention of everybody She walked with firm steps To follow Imam's footsteps

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While holding Hussain, she yelled The son of the Prophet has been killed So, Allah, accept our great sacrifice To spread virtue and end all vice!

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"I heard dad in death rattle: It's not a one-day battle As long as men be cattle To the wizards of prattle"

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"Yes!" the older brave boy yelled "Hussain's pillar, our dads held And for this aim, they were killed As their heirs, we're as strong willed!"

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Hussain indeed rose To give his love rose To spread Islam's cause Through Arbaeen clause

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Towards the flag that guides them like a star They will face all types of cruelty and pain Yet they carry the message of Hussain

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We will have the final glory and gain As we carry the message of Hussain

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Ruqaya saw a lot In trail of the onslaught With family reached Shaam She was afraid though calm

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The prison became home After a long-forced roam Everyone was asleep When she started to weep

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"I miss my dad Hussain" Not knowing he was slain She cried for him so hard Caused Yazid to shout: "Guard!"

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"Take her father's cut head" She thought its covered bread "I'm not hungry to feed

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For my dad, I'm in need"

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Guards uncovered the bowl The scene shocks her fine soul The girl screamed from deep pain "Is this you my Hussain?!!"

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"Why is your face so pale?! How can I bear your tale?! I'm orphaned when still young My fragile heart's now stung"

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She couldn't handle more Sadness melted her core She took her last warm breath Hussain's darling faced death!

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To Karbala, he arrives fast Washed up, perfumed, and dressed in white To his grave, he arrives at last He cries as he recalls his plight Prophet had foretold Fate of his household

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"Answer me O Hussain, he shouts A lover's seeking his beloved A lover without any doubts About you and the road you roved" Jaber kept Hussain In his heart and brain

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Jaber's friend warns him of a cloud Seemed like people approaching there It's Imam Sajjad and his crowd Upon knowing, Jaber runs bare

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"Welcome my Imam Pillar of Islam"

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"Where are you welcoming us to? This land witnessed our lasting pain No one can bear what they did do O Uncle! They killed your Hussain!" Prophet's Companion Marked Hussain's fanion

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Our Ali, from illness, was too weak

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Ali ordered everyone to flee He knew that enemy's heart was not free They had no nobility or shame Their hate to the Prophet was to blame

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Your ladies and kids were chased and hit This is while watching you being split No one could ever dare to describe The harshness we faced despite our vibe!

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The worst moment we had to endure Your head on the spear shining with noor I didn't know how to cover kids' eyes Or answer their curious whys?!

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I had to divide my heartburn cry For watch, I had to spare an eye I protected our holy household In doing so, I acted so bold

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Then came moments that we had to speak We had to face Yazid and his freak Reminded them who we truly are Our foes can't be with us on a par

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Loss of Ruqaya's our deepest pain She had no crime but missed her Hussain They brought her your severed head She screamed from her soul and fell dead

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Finally, here we come to you back Burdened with lots of sorrow and ache We had you all with us where we've been We're back to establish Arbaeen!!!

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Yet known for their Islam!

They captured the household Demeaning them abroad!

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Zainab's known amongst them!

They knew Yazid's bad stem!

Yet she was shown around!

Her speech caused the rebound!

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Then stance of the Sajjad Reminded them of God!

He just said a few words To shake entire worlds!

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To be a Hussaini Read the whole sad journey As every step has been Part of the Arbaeen!

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Hand in hand, we walk About love, we talk Let's follow our mean Let's go Arbaeen

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God has made you a promise To the Hussaini pious Who have no other bias

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Your quick appearance they seek Without you, they remain weak It's you who makes them unique

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