The Status of the Ahl al-Bayt

Beraham Muharram Say's Mother of Majeja
Is the daughter of Bibi Khadija
By the heart stopping hour and marching band
And HEAD of the Cosmic Crown upon the Earthen lancers hand
They march on from tent of Karbala to the palace of Dumasc
They march on with theirs liberated false pride with the prisoners of AL HAQQ
They stopped by the unforgiving hour
Sun was blazing upon the heavenly dew drops with the hellish power
They left Princess of MUMIN in heat and dust
And KAFFIRS took shelters in the shade to quench theirs SATANIC thirst
Lady SAKEENAH the child of IMAM
The water of KHAWTHER was burning like the lamp of ISLAM
She saw tiny twig crating line of shadow
There she with earth created a line like a pillow
Under this plant she slept tired hungry and thirsty
And the commander of Yazid said march on oh HUSSAINI party
They marched on leaving the lady SAKEENAH behind
And the lancer said by ALLAH Husain's dead head still hold its living mind
He said suddenly lance became too heavy and fell from my hand
There it stuck on the ground like engraved royal command
No one can move it we tried even the horse power
So the KUFFAR went to ISLAM at theirs crisis hour
They asked IMAM JOINUL ABEDIN for some advice
They said your father refuse to move we tried every design and device
They said please help us tell us what to do
The lance that was holding your fathers dead head now it is holding his living RUH
So IMAM went to BIBI JAINAB and asked her to count the children
He said please count the flowers from my fathers garden
Father does not want to forward maybe some one is left behind
And BIBI JAINAB cried oh SAKEENAH her we cannot find
So BIBI JAINAB run back and saw SAKEENAH was on the lap of a veiled Woman
She was comforting her kissing her protecting her from the heat of earth cold of Asman
She was listening to the incident of Karbala and crying with SAKEENAH
And BIBI JAINAB went forward to this veiled Zenanah
She said thank you lady for my sister but tell me who are you and what you do in SAHARA
And BIBI JAINAB said by ALLAH the veiled was lifted to reveal face of PARADISE our mother the face of FATIMATUZ ZAHRA
And they marched on till they reached outs cart of damask
And ass was given grass and horses was given husk
Yet children most noble human blood
Left in the market as the bearer of the standard for the business of GOD
There by the market from the balcony
Housewife saw plight of the children victim of the adult tyranny
She sent her servants to see if they could relive some of theirs need
She gave water and clothing and food to feed
And housewife was standing on balcony observing the Muslim shame
And Lady JAINAB said oh you who gave us all please tell who are you what is your name
The Housewife said i am ordinary but during my youth i served some one very special
I was her slave but she treated me as she treated her own NASAL
When i grew up she married me to this merchant of Sham
The House wife said before i got married i was the salve of the FATIMATUZ ZAHRAH the lady ISLAM
On my farewell i asked her for some advice for my future
She said be grateful to ALLAH on all conditions and be kind to his creature
She especially be kind to the prisoners of wars if you come by any
It is she who made me the pound from what i spend some penny
I am grateful to you oh prisoners through you i have fulfilled command of my Mistress
But tell me who are you and why are you in such a distress
Lady ZAINAB said oh sister i am the daughter of the mother you speak of
But we at the hand of ALLAH we are free from every fear and Khauff
I testify through you and i fulfilled MAJEJA that heavenly flower
FATIMATUZ ZAHRAH the Savior of humanity at the PULSIRATH hour
This is the story of pure Heaven polluted by the earthen hand
This are story AHLE BAITH as the marched with the KAFFIR band

from SWEETSWORDS 47 [ Pigeon Petition ]