"O brothers...

"O brothers, from Abysinia, my own native land with folded hands why do you passively stand? Your aged princess demands from you protection This tyrant's blood thirst is his obsession!" The slaves stepped forward and addressed Yazid "Your Majesty, please desist from the foul deed; if Shimr proceeds to do anything to her, blood will flow right now, like water!" Yazid, was flabbergasted at this affront He fully realized, they said, what they meant In the light of chandeliers, their swords glistened The coward in him panicked, as he shiveringly listened.

"Shimr, withhold your lash; stay where you are I will chop off your head, if you harm her; My good fellows, your devotion to me, is such Your sense of honor, I will not touch. The courtiers and others, saw his humiliation To display his triumph, was his fascination Beating Husayn's head, with a cane of gold knob He rejoiced with glee, as the prisoners sobbed.

Using the cane, on the lips of Husayn He chuckled, wickedly, without any shame "Were not these lips, receiving kisses from Muhammad The same lips, which are now lying in mud." "How delighted my fore-fathers must be How happy, their souls, must be today, to see I have avenged them, for all their defeats By butchering Husayn; a daring feat." "Whose head is this, may I ask, O' King?

What crime, had committed, this human being To deserve, this treatment, even after death Woeful is the punishment, his family has met." An ambassador, of a foreign country, Abdul Wahab Inquired of Yazid, on seeing the holocaust "The head is of Prophet's grandson Husayn; He, with his supporters, were all slain." "These are the ladies of the house of Prophet Watching them in distress is, to me, a treat Husayn, and his friends, were put to sword Opposition to my Caliphate, I can ill-afford." "I shall subject them, to such punishment To the world, it would be a valuable lesson None, shall question my sovereignty, hereafter Their punishment, will be, no fun and laughter." "You have committed the greatest sin, O' King!