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Zahraa
The Earth itself mourns a great loss today
The very skies thunder and rage and weep
Flames worldwide crackle and spit in dismay
At being a part of what caused this day
That left a scar in History so deep
Ya Allah! Ya Allah! Ya Allah!
The fire had played a part in her demise
For it was the tool used to weaken Her door
She was crushed behind it, as the devil tries
To gain access to her home, causing her cries
Oh Fudha! The Nail! My Muhsin’s on the floor!
Ya Zahraa! Ya Zahraa! Ya Zahraa!
The Lion of Allah sat on the chest
Of the tyrant, the devil, who crushed her rib
He clutched Dhul Fiqar with his knee to his breast
Ali’s patience that day, Allah knows best
For the Prophet’s will he could his anger curb
Ya Ali! Ya Ali! Ya Ali!
Ali had refrained from igniting a war
For the sake of keeping peace amongst Muslims
Not to take revenge, to the Prophet he’d swore
Revenge for Zahraa’s spilt blood and gore
Would be taken by the Avenger, for him
Ya Mehdi! Ya Mehdi! Ya Mehdi!
-Manal Marjan
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