With each beat of blood in my veins, I find emotions heighten And I don't care about talk I just want Hussain to listen How can I not shed my blood When your cries to me they flood When between my eyes and your day raised is the unseen's curtain * * * If I raise a sword and strike my head, don't say he is crazy Say this soul is lost in Hussain and lost in his tragedy My blood it calls out his name Your brother why should you blame This is Hussain who we both mourn, and we both follow Ali * * * What right does anyone have to come and tell me how to mourn If it were my mother none would blame me for grief I'd adorn What's my mother to Hussain? What is her womb to his pain, When my beloved mother wished that for Hussain I would be born * * * I understand that this grief you may not fully understand I promise I'm your servant, and when you come to me I'll stand But don't belittle my heart When Hussain tears me apart For I swear on his day all I see is Hussain torn on sand * * * ! Neither tell me to leave one thing, or that there's more important Whatever a man does for Hussain leaves his soul triumphant It be the books he had read Or the tears or blood he's shed Don't belittle Hussain by limiting what is transient * * * Imam Mehdi cries tears of blood for it outweighs normal tears Blood is thicker than water and equals the weight of the spears That upon my Master fell These pictures in my eyes dwell What is my blood when I've written for him my growth and my years * * * Don't
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