If You have kept victory away from us...

If You have kept victory away from us, then let it be so for something even better, and seek revenge on our behalf from the oppressors, [^15] and let what has happened to us in this life be a treasure for us in the hereafter. [^16] O Allah! You are the Witness against people who killed the one who looked most like Your Messenger Muhammad, peace and blessings of Allah be upon him and his progeny.

”[^17] He (‘a), then heard a voice saying, “Leave him, O Husayn, for there is a nurse for him in Paradise.!”[^18] Then he (‘a), alighted from his horse and with his sword dug a grave for him and buried him; his blood was mixed with the sands, then he offered the funeral prayers for him.[^19] Some accounts say that he placed him together with those of his family who had already been killed.[^20] My heart burns for his father when he saw How, because of the thirst, his eyes deeply sank.

He could find no water for his babe, So he found no choice except to beg Though begging for a father is the greatest calamity. So how when deprivation follows begging? Of his pure blood he towards the heavens flung, How great his kindness, how magnanimous! Had he not thrown it to the heavens, The earth would have swallowed everyone. The heavens was painted red from his blood Woe upon them from Allah's curse!

And how was his mother's condition when she did see Her infant going through what had to be? He left her like a white pearl And returned like a red sapphire. She yearned to him as she would her babe, She mourned him in the morning and at sunset. My heart goes for her how she mourned her infant, A mourning that echoed her painful heart: Says she: O son! O my ultimate hope! O my desire and my joy!

My milk when no water was there did dry, No water to drink, nothing to sustain you by; So your thirst took you to drink of death, As if your quenching rested in the foe's arrows. O tears of mine, the life of my heart! My greatest calamity that you had to depart. I wished you would be the best to succeed And a solace for me from their every vile deed.

Never did I think an arrow would wean, Till my days showed him how one could be so mean.[^21] Al-Husayn (‘a) advanced towards the enemy raising his sword, losing all hope of survival, challenging them to a duel.