Bismillah
In the Name of Allah
In the Name of the Most High
I send the dua, I know He will reply
He who needs nothing & still gives to I
He who the Sun, moon & stars were created by
He who lives when all else shall die
Who is it you thought?
Owner of the seven earths and seven samawat
There is no contest
It’s difficult to put
His attributes into context
Like the incredible essence of the Tawhid concept
What can I say?
Astaghfirullah wa atubu ilayh
And it was He who created the one
Known as the trustworthy human being:
“Amin”
Who would come & become
The chosen one
Of them all:
“Al-Mustafa”
Ignorant masses
called his miracles ‘magic’
Ironically – check out the audacity
Of people destined for doom
Having the nerve to say:
“Yaquluna innahu lamajnun
They say that he is mad
When he is the reason
For their being
And the purpose of this surface
They knew not what his worth is
Some with no clue
Of the gem they had
How could you call him mad??
He is the light of all prophets –
Peace be upon Ahmad
And peace be upon
The light of his eye
The greatest woman
From sea to sky
Blessed was she
Although sad was her demise
A lost grave -secretly buried by Ali
For only few know where she lies
And her only joy before she said goodbye
Was knowing she’d be the first to lay eyes
On her beloved father
When they would meet
At the fountain of Kawthar
The mother of her father
Peace be upon Fatimatu Zahra
And peace be unto you
Bestowed with the position of succession
Only true successor there
Fit to be called “Haydar”
The Asad of Allah:
God’s Lion
Other sahabahs don’t come close
Stop applying
The bravest of them all:
Amir al-Mu’minin
Ali al-Murtadha
And peace be unto you
One of the two
Princes of Heaven
Known for his piety and kindness
His generosity was like a cure for blindness
Son of Wali Allah
Salawat upon Hasan al-Mujtaba
And finally
peace be unto thee
Who removed injustice
Like a bad cavity
Gave freedom to you and me
Like the gift of legs to an amputee
The Prince of Shuhadah
Dying thirsty in Naynawa
I love you
Like angels love Karbala
A diamond in a rough –
a pearl
Leader of the Free World
Survived by his wife and son
While on his wounded chest
Lie his baby girl
O Aba Abdullah
I have this notion
That you set in motion
The revolution
That could move
The mountains and the ocean!
Ya Mahdi!
I know you’re Muntazir
Waiting for me
But I told ya’
I’m ready to be your soldier
…that’s not just my claim on this day
And if you feel the same
Let me hear you say:
Labayk Ya’ Hussain!
