Wednesday, December 2, 2009

The Saga of a Beggar Womans Idd

wrinkled hands
withering reed
wounded sorrow
begs and pleads
a wrinkled soul
several mouths to feed
tum sab ko mubarak
ho bakra idd
the crying cradle and the creed
burning tents parched throats
the poisonous passion of yazid
he gave his head but not his hand
allah ho akbar god was pleased
from the chains of tyranny
Islam of his grand father
he finally freed
humility bravery
defiance indeed
hussain is humanity
he decreed
leading the path
Zuljana the Imams steed

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