A Pause

 By: Sister Fiddha 

For some reason I thought due to your conviction
You felt no pain Hussain
As My hands hurt from beating my chest
I pause for a break
God would I have been there
An angel witnessing your pain
Oh your crushed ribs
Oh your squished brains
Oh I grow delirious
What pain of yours can I feel
I begin to suffocate
It overwhelms me
Maula lift me up
Grant me plenty of tears
Grant me freedom from sleep
Grant me strength in my thirst
So I bow and breathe for you
My heart beats a noha
To you
And my tongue rolls over your name
Like a cat cleaning itself after
A meal
Constant, soft, flowing
Meticulous.