I Am Him Mother

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one(2x)

I​ ​am​ ​the​ ​daughter​ ​of​ ​the​ ​best​ ​of​ ​names

Yes​ ​I​ ​am​ ​the​ ​best​ ​of​ ​heavens​ ​women

but​ ​I​ ​stand​ ​here​ ​today​ ​as​ ​a​ ​great​ ​mother I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer don't​ ​give​ ​me​ ​this​ ​pain​ ​if​ ​there​ ​any​ ​other

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Has​ ​my​ ​son​ ​ever​ ​hurt​ ​you​ ​in​ ​any​ ​way Has​ ​my​ ​son​ ​ever​ ​taken​ ​from​ ​you​ ​away Tell​ ​me​ ​then​ ​why​ ​you​ ​torture​ ​him​ ​like​ ​this I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

This​ ​head​ ​is​ ​the​ ​one​ ​that​ ​my​ ​father​ ​used​ ​to​ ​kiss

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Does​ ​it​ ​not​ ​bother​ ​you​ ​the​ ​sight​ ​of​ ​my​ ​tears Do​ ​you​ ​not​ ​hear​ ​my​ ​plies​ ​beating​ ​a​ ​warrior How​ ​can​ ​any​ ​heart​ ​not​ ​feel​ ​agony

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

How​ ​can​ ​you​ ​stand​ ​there​ ​knowing​ ​I​ ​can​ ​see

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Did​ ​you​ ​not​ ​hear​ ​the​ ​words​ ​of​ ​my​ ​father

“I​ ​am​ ​from​ ​Husain​ ​he​ ​is​ ​my​ ​honour”

Yet​ ​you​ ​are​ ​standing​ ​severing​ ​his​ ​neck

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

Think​ ​of​ ​your​ ​prophet​ ​don’t​ ​hurt​ ​in​ ​my​ ​bed

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Do​ ​you​ ​not​ ​recall​ ​the​ ​prayer​ ​of​ ​my​ ​father When​ ​my​ ​son​ ​stood​ ​onto​ ​his​ ​shoulder

He​ ​made​ ​sure​ ​that​ ​safe​ ​and​ ​sound​ ​then

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

He​ ​stayed​ ​in​ ​sujjud​ ​repeating​ ​again How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Haven’t​ ​you​ ​taken​ ​the​ ​light​ ​of​ ​his​ ​loved​ ​ones Haven’t​ ​you​ ​killed​ ​the​ ​neck​ ​of​ ​his​ ​infant Haven’t​ ​you​ ​martyred​ ​both​ ​of​ ​Abbas’s​ ​arms I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

He​ ​is​ ​now​ ​left​ ​alone​ ​with​ ​only​ ​his​ ​horse

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Husain​ ​has​ ​been​ ​killed​ ​72​ ​times

Facing​ ​the​ ​tortures​ ​all​ ​for​ ​your​ ​crimes

When​ ​you​ ​struck​ ​thirsty​ ​into​ ​his​ ​son’s​ ​chest I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

You​ ​killed​ ​him​ ​then​ ​and​ ​Husain​ ​was​ ​therein

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

Look​ ​at​ ​his​ ​body​ ​raised​ ​upon​ ​spears

Look​ ​at​ ​the​ ​eyes​ ​that​ ​hold​ ​only​ ​tears

Look​ ​at​ ​his​ ​chest​ ​blooded​ ​by​ ​the​ ​arrows I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer Every​ ​single​ ​soul​ ​lips

How​ ​many​ ​sorrow

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

My​ ​son​ ​is​ ​thirsty

His​ ​throat​ ​is​ ​drier

Will​ ​you​ ​not​ ​give​ ​him​ ​a​ ​drop​ ​of​ ​water

Upon​ ​his​ ​dryness

You’ll​ ​strike​ ​his​ ​blood​ ​with​ ​your​ ​sword

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

Ruthless​ ​and​ ​wretched​ ​pure-blood​ ​you​ ​have​ ​shedded

How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

The​ ​ground​ ​has​ ​risen​ ​and​ ​Zainab​ ​watches She​ ​sees​ ​you​ ​striking​ ​heart​ ​full​ ​of​ ​distress Think​ ​of​ ​my​ ​daughter​ ​she​ ​die​ ​with​ ​him

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer And​ ​i​ ​will​ ​lose​ ​both​ ​my​ ​dear​ ​children How​ ​will​ ​I​ ​bear​ ​to​ ​see​ ​pieces​ ​of​ ​his​ ​body(2x) He​ ​is​ ​my​ ​son​ ​my​ ​beloved​ ​one

I​ ​am​ ​his​ ​mother​ ​watching​ ​him​ ​suffer

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