A Breath…
He exhaled from sacred lips
Whipped…
The wind would as it willowed with emptiness
Fit…
His father’s sword in his sheath
So they would remember that battlefield skills like this only Ali could teach
Walked…
His noble feet made footprints in the sand
So no one could claim the straight path wasn’t always clear across the land…
For in this man’s very body the Holy Prophet would stand…
Sparks…
The embers of the camp’s fire burned…
Churning…
The adrenaline and hearts of all warriors were spurning…
Away from the Love of this Dunya and for something else they were yearning
Returning…
Was no longer an option
For once you see the truth you cannot turn back…
Unless it is to join the rear troops of the Qamar Abbas
So once you see Hussein there is no going back…
For could you really turn down that Woman in black?
Waiting…
counting to see who helps her brothers…
Waiting…
to give word on the last day to her mother…
And whisper in her ear,
If you left them or stayed standing….
If you loved the Prophet… or simply loved to profit…
If you stood like Ali… or sold your soul for money
If you never abandoned the poor and oppressed like the poisoned Hassan…
Or if you fled from God’s message and ignored your kaffan…
Like Hussein did you die with dignity, or did you live in humiliation?
If you feared the Creator or just the creations…
If your face shined in Salat and beautifully shimmered… or inside were you like the beast, capable of sitting on his chest like Shimr…
Did you ensure the hungry had some dinner?
Did you ensure that justice would prevail as winner?
Did you stand up when you should have and sat down at the right time?
Or did you just sit by and let the evil ones continue to commit their crimes?
Look around you!
What differs from the time we live in now and Hussein’s time back then?
The AhlulBayt wanted us to build ourselves so what happened to him will never happen again…
Imam Mehdi is not coming back while we remain ignorant of our responsibilities
When we take the words of our Maraji like a joke, and in our imagery…
They are outdated, reading and writing books nobody will read…
But laugh all you want at the men who when it comes to true Islamic understanding, they hold the keys…
And some may say I do not need anyone to keep me straight… I am an adult,
I know:
How to behave,
I’m not a slave…
I know how to think,
Who is anyone to tell me what I should do, what I can eat,
What I can say, what I can drink,
Who are these old men in the Eastern part of the world to tell me what God desires?
I have his book and the hadith from the one who he has inspired?
But the very same book tells you only the people of knowledge truly understand…
That to ask those who know is compulsory when there is questions at hand…
And by definition saying to ask those who know implies that there are some who don’t…
But it seems today our standard of where we get knowledge from is anyone with a throat… anyone who can speak… even if they are clearly incapable of interpreting the steps of the Prophet’s feet
True: we can think, we are not slaves, God has given us the intellect to understand, to perceive, to delve into books to seek understanding about whatever we need
We can journey to the gardens of goodness, to smell the flowers of knowledge, to taste from the trees therein and eat its fruits…
But know that the sweetness you indulge in from it, could have never been grown without that scholar who is its roots
And though they cringe when we mention their names, like they are terrifying, terrorizing, backwards, hardlined, un-inviting, hypnotizing of massive amounts of people and are dividing…
Tell me whats different about the reputation Yazid gave Hussein when it was to Kufa he was riding?
But as Malcolm said:
If you believe the newspapers they will have you hating the oppressed and loving the oppressors
So if we remain uneducated, afraid, shivering in our shoes, then give me some proof…
Tell me what makes us different than the ones who allowed Muslim bin Aqil to be thrown off that roof?
And it’s the same stories throughout history… that’s why the book of God is timeless and his AhlulBayt will reach victory…
They’ve learned the games of the destroyers, and killed them with kindness…
Like Imam Al Mujtaba when he responded in a manner so beautifully surprising
When a man from sham came cursing him brainwashed by Muawaiya’s devising
When the man began cursing, Imam Hassan responded:
Brother,
Are you hungry so we can feed you?
Are you cold so we can get clothes to fit you?
Do you need advising?
Help deciding?
I am a trustworthy man so with your secrets in me you can be
confiding.
Do you need a place to sleep tonight? If you stayed with me I’d be
so happy and excited…
My home is your home so never feel uninvited
And the true Islam he made Clear
Even though they’ve tried to tarnish our image for so many years
So we say to the imperialist powers who’ve created Islamophobia to accomplish their objectives…
Please stop the spread of so much horror in the name of “justice and democracy ” its overwhelming…
And it would be very beneficial if we all stopped pretending,
That injustice has ever stopped…
Because it has continued with every single ticking of that clock
And what makes us so ignorant that when some countries fund a group, claiming to support the “moderates” and make clear they are involved and then when it backfires and their goons become animals, severing off, heads, legs and arms…
They can get away with a few airstrikes against the group they created to make everybody calm
Let us wake up so that this stops going on…
And prepare for the one who for so long, has been gone
And to ready ourselves for him our minds must be sharp,
Our hearts must be strong,
And that only happens through Taqwa–obeying the wajib and not doing haram
Little by little and step by step we will be in the presence of the last ark that has salvation equipped
For we know that all of the Ahlul-bayt will get us there on this divine trip…
But even they assure you that no one will get you there as quick,
Then when you strive with your life to board Hussain’s Ship…
[blockquote author=””]But even they assure you that no one will get you there as quick, Then when you strive with your life to board Hussain’s Ship…[/blockquote]
