This is a poem I have written I hope you like like, I'm open to any critismsm I'd appreciate your feedback (just be nice
My tears fall from my eyes into an ocean full of more
Tears for my beloved master that died
Died is and understatement !
If they herd the way he was killed they would be in amazement
Of how cruel a person could be
To the one that was dear to me
But not just me many others
Many more father, brothers and mothers
They murder him
They slaughtered him
They thought that they had defeated him
They soon came to know his memory did not die
It was proven to the world that Hussain was the truth and they were a lie !
Hussain may have died but him message survived
After thousands of years his name is still revived
As the one that put Allah (swt) desires above his own
He is hussain he is the truth he is a lantern for all the youth
At the time of his death he was alone
He called out "Is there a helper who would help me?"
There was no answer to his precious call
But now his followers have GROWN
We are here to answer your call oh Hussain!
We are at your service oh my master!
We shout at the top of our voices we are at your service ya hussain!!
We now wait patiently for your grandson al Mahdi to come and take revenge for what happened on those lonely desert plains
SALAWAT! Wasalam


















