A H L U L  B A Y T  (a s)

On the Tragedy of Kerbala

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Imam Hussein

In Muharram Imam Hussain became a martyr of Allah
And went to fight against Yazid in the battle of Kerbala
He got 100 men by his side to fight for their religion Islam
He wasn’t worried, he wasn’t scared, Imam Hussain was calm
He then in the battle sat down to pray because he loved his lord
He would fight for Allah, fight for Islam, with his hands his feet and his sword
He then set out to battle and fight; to fight for his religion so dear
But Imam Hussain was being attacked by sword stone and spear
One in his left one in his right never again to see the light of dawn
And that is why we go to mosque we sit down and we mourn

 -- Muhammad Baqir Alobaidi, 2007

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 Lady Zainab (sa)
on the occasion of the Arbaeen

Look at the heads atop the spear
and the eyes that are full of tears

Hussein has gone and his sister is alone
and her lonely sight is so hard to bear.
It will touch so many hearts of stone
but her suffering, so few will share.

The daughter of Fatima is full of sorrow
In her path, so many woes have been steered.
She doesn't know what will happen tomorrow
She hasn't finished wiping her tears.

The world has seldom seen such a bold woman
So courageous without a speck of fear
She is so strong, that she can't be broken
Even by her loved ones' heads, on the spears.

Her parents are Fatima and Ali, none other,
and to the Prophet Muhammad, she is so dear.
But this day, she is without her brother
And no comfort seems to be near.

There is no one to relieve them of their agony
The indifference of these "Muslims" is so severe
Nobody cares for the Prophet's progeny
For the victims, everyone should shed tears.

Don't all the people present understand,
The noble family of the Prophet, has no peers?
Everyone's salvation is verily in their hands
Why are they being driven, to the verge of tears?

This lady is not afraid to lose her life
She speaks out against cruelty, without fear
To spread her brother's message she strives,
Breaking everyone's heart with her silent tears.

On hurting the innocent, the cruel are bent
But these wicked plots fail and she perseveres
She faces calamity with her spiritual strength
She is anguished, but holds back her tears.

The tyrants wanted to crush the struggle
But it shall never end and also our tears
Everyone is moved, on hearing her troubles,
Kerbala will be remembered each year.

In the stormy seas we're not yet ashore,
Many evil minds would want to stop our tears
But this mourning will continue forever more,
with cries of Ya Hussain, ringing in our ears.

-- Muhammad Abed, 2007

Asalamu ala al Hussein, wa ala Ali ibn al Hussein, wa ala awlad al Hussein, wa ala ashab al Hussein wa rahmatullahi wabarakatuh.