Submitted by Anonymous
When I go to Medina
And see the grand mosque of Rasullullah,
My heart fills with joy!
My heart fills with joy to see the grandeur
My heart fills with joy to see the beauty
My heart fills with joy to see the reverence
My heart fills with joy to see the ummah!
But then, I look across the grand mosque of Rasullullah
And see the Jannatul Baqi,
My heart hurts!
My heart hurts to see the only daughter of Rasullullah
in a place that is destroyed and locked
My heart hurts to see the son of Rasullullah
in a place without a shelter or a dome
My heart hurts to see the grandson of Rasullullah
in a place not accessible to his friends
My heart hurts to see the great-grandsons of Rasullullah
in a place secluded from the mosque!
My heart complains!
My heart complains about the injustices
done to Sayyada Zahra
My heart complains about the treachery
done to Imam Hasan
My heart complains about the disrespect
shown to my Imams
My heart complains about the restrictions
put upon their friends!
When I go to Medina
And see the grand mosque of Rasullullah,
My heart fills with joy!
My heart hurts!
My heart complains!
Friday, September 25, 2009
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