Zainab (AS) in the court of cursed Yazid
with the pointed cane.
With her every strength,
she sheltered her niece
knowing that they wouldn`t spare Sakina,
as she innocently cried.
Along with her hands,
they had chained her emotions,
forbidding her to ever remember Hussain.
Ah … Zainab; a single soul,
comforting & guarding all the widows.
To whom can she display her tears,
facing which direction, can she cry?
Like her mother, Zahra;
she stood against the enemy of God,
speaking with the eloquence of her father.
Her brilliant speech in Yazid`s court,
left behind guilt on the enemies evil faces,
with their conscience pricking them.
Kufans, had now realised who the enslaved women were,
and who`s head laid on the spear.
They now recollected the scene,
of how they clapped their hands,
when the oppressor`s whipped Abid.
At once, they pictured Muhammad,
standing alongside Zainab,
as she called upon her grandfather.
Zainab; with her injured hands,
where, the marks of pelted stones laid,
unveiled the mask from Yazid`s face.
The world, till the Judgement day,
shall forever curse Yazid