You Don’t Know With
Fire They Burned The Door,
By: Sayyid
Baqir al-Hindi (d. 1329 A.H.)
The great scholar and
the prominent poet, Sayyid Baqir son of Sayyid Muhammed al-Hindi, has
said,
You don’t know with
fire they burned the door,
Thus they hoped to put
out, with fire, the noor.
You don’t know what
nail had to do
With Fatima’s chest,
if you only knew
In what condition her
broken rib was
What miscarriage, why
red were her eyes,
Why her ear-rings on
the ground did scatter,
Unveiled was she when
her house they did enter,
As Ali looked on, the
man of manliness
The honorable, the
fearless.
The Lion of Allah did
they harass,
Like a camel did they
lead him in duress.
The Batal behind them
stumbled
On the tail of her
robe which they pulled
With moaning that in
the hearts did it ignite
The fire, and in
anxiety that melted the stones of height.
She called upon them:
Let my cousin Ali alone or I
To the Hearing One,
the Seeing, shall I cry.
They paid her no heed,
By them she was scared
indeed,
So they took Ali as a
captive away,
Tied, like a captive;
they had their day.
He goes on till he
says the following:
Ali sees and hears,
and the sword is sharp
And Ali’s might is not
to be taken lightly
But his Brother’s will
restricted what he could
Which was more than
one really would,
So patience, O one
entrusted with the affair
One whose judgment is
wise and fair
One with a calamity
that is on and on
One that melts one
whose heart is stone.
How many calamities my
narration of them to prolong
Wherein purity was
stripped in time not so long?
How, eyes being quite
red, can thee control,
O Son of Taha, a sweet
slumber at all?
So weep and sigh for
her foes
Did not let her weep
and wail her woes.
As if I can see him
saying, as he does weep,
With little solace but
with tears high and deep:
May I after her never
take for my relief
A home of happiness
after her “house of grief.”
So when, O son of
Fatima, you will bring to life in a way
The tyrants and the
oppressors even before the Judgment Day?
Taken From:
Riyad al-Madh wal Ratha’,
pp. 197-98. |