“Tears, Tears, Tears”

Sands were so hot,

Sun was high,

Enemies were too many

And friends were so few…

Swords, spears and arrows

War, God and love

Thirst by water: what it means;

Blood and fire: how it wins;

Men who were not really man

Women who were truly Man…

Patience, patience and patience

Light was so light

Hearts were heavy

They killed Husain in Karbala on Ashura.

Tears burn…

Tears tear…

Tears and thirst…

Words, how weak, how naught…

This love is inextinguishable, yes.

Poem by: Ali Azimi