This Moharam ..
a void on the streets of Mumbai
in our hearts you will dwell you kept
the covenant of Hussain alive when
you scourged you were possessed of
a titanic strength ..a magical spell
Hussain Hussain you shouted you
yelled ..breaking open a 1400 year
old pain lying buried in a shell,.
blood sweat tears the fragrance of
rose water the ambiance the smell
through the poetry of my pictures there
is so much i could tell ..i wish you well
now among the martyrs you go to dwell
against the yazids you revolted rebelled
children who saw you when they become
grandparents your story to their children
they will tell.. lanatul yazid may he rot in hell
