Zainab

 By: Sister Fiddha

Did you see
the role you would have in history?
Did you know the reverence that would be shown to your memory?
Did you smile when you witnessed us talk so lovingly about you ?
Tell me Zainab,
How did it hurt?
Tell me what you told the others,
Tell me Zainab
How did come to bleed
And where did it hurt?
Did you know I would love you
That there are those whose tears fall for you
That there are those whose sighs are filled with sorrow over you
Take us by the hand
And show us where it hurt
How did you come to bleed
O daughter of Ali
Show me what you showed the others
Tell me what you told the others
Cause don't you see
It wasn't only to be
You and your family who bleed
Take me by the hand
And tell me where it hurts
Take me by the hand
I will show you my observation
I cry when I think of you
Talking to Yazid
Or when I think of youu
Holding Aun and Muhammads mattress to your cheek
Oh Zainab
How did you come to bleed
My Zainab
How can I show you what you mean to me
We sing this song
Our lives a brief glimmer
Of a story
That blends us together
Shall I show you Zainab
How you came to be
In this heart that beats inside of me.