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📌Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books Remembering Karbala Once Again The Prophet’s Grandson Most Revered Imam Husain (‘a) ("Jab qaatema ba qaer hue foj a Shah kaa" ) When the army of the Prince was no more Thirsty, it had departed to Kausar's shores His friends murdered, His family destroyed The home of the Prophet was plundered to the core No brother or friend or loved ones remained Two sisters to mourn, and there was Husain Earlier in the day, sons and friends were around But by the afternoon, everyone was gone The sun blazed, wind blew, the desert scorched The tents flapped with a desolate sound Husain was surrounded, alone in His pain A commander but no army, all had been slain "Why delay oh Death" in misery He asked "Why must I live after Alder has passed?

Every moment feels like a lifetime to me Only in Death will my pain pass" "I should have died when Akbar was killed I should've been beheaded, that is my will" "Yet I remain, I live, after everyone has died Alone I shed tears with no one by my side Enduring the loss of my sons in this war In my old age to bury them, to struggle and cry "No son by me when I succumb to death No support if I stumble, no place whereon to rest" He glanced at Akbar's body on the desert sand He clutched His chest and cried out in pain "Oh Akbar you rest, your hair on the dust strewn Come help me, I am falling, rise from Death's daze" "In Death's slumber you forget your father my son Say your Namaz (Salat) alongside under the blazing sun" "From the banks of the Furat, Abbas come to me My wounds burn with the heat, I'm thirsty, come see Sprinkle on my body, water if you can find I'm dying, say goodbye, come to me, come to me" "In death you sleep soundly, what can Shabeer say?

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