Go and rest, in peace, in your own garden!

Go and rest, in peace, in your own garden!" A lump came to his throat: yet, he sadly smiled "I come from the house of the Prophet," he replied. The venerable old lady was in shocking pain "My God! You are Muslim, the Emissary of Husayn, How did I fail to recognize you, O, My Lord! What reply will I give to my Most Merciful God?" She hid him on the old wooden attic floor Extinguished the lights and shut the door; Her son soon returned from his usual rounds He was in the army of the Yazidi hounds.

"Hani has been beheaded," he declared, "The search is now on for Muslim and his lads." The simple old lady was moved to tears And confided to her son, her own gnawing fears. The son was elated at the fortunate news He pretended sorrow, as a deceitful ruse, "I will soon be back with the two young lads" And rushed to his Master, Obeidullah Ibn Ziad.

The sound of horses hoofs were approaching near Muslim was in his prayers; he knew no fear He immediately realized, he had been betrayed His time was up; he would soon be dead! The noble lady was aghast! How could she explain? It was her son who had brought her everlasting shame Muslim assured Taha that he was absolutely sure, She was a lover of Husayn and his grandsire!

The lane was narrow, it had no width Two horses abreast could hardly breath It was an ideal ground for single combat Like lion, Muslim ferociously fought. To the enemy, it soon became abundantly plain It was a futile and sure loosing game From housetops, they hurled missiles and stones Seriously wounded, M7uslim left his vantage position.

He desperately moved forward; they all fell back So fierce was the charge, they all fled in a pack To stop him, they thought of a clever ruse They dug a trench and had it covered, as subterfuge. He rushed on wielding his sword dexterously He fell in the trench, as planned treacherously; The retreating hounds soon swooped down In no time, he was heavily chained and bound.

In the streets of Kufa, he was soon paraded Those who had sworn him allegiance, were delighted They were watching him with perfect equanimity As if he was an utter stranger; what rascality! "As per Arab custom, I shall fulfill it Your last wish if you shall reveal it." A glint of hope came to Muslim's eyes Why not accept and make this final try?

Obeidullah, if you are true to your word, Fulfill my last wish and inform my lord To return to Medina, before it is late As coming to Kufa, would be a sheer waste.