In a time when Islam was under seige The divine path was trodden low. Due to injustice, Islam cried out "Who will rise to meet this foe!"

A man, ONE man, his head held aloft As a star amidst the barren sky. With kith and kin gathered along He rose to heed the stricken cry!

He reached the sands of Kerbala Betrayed! Refused! Denied his right. His intention pure, to save Islam This man of God was forced to fight.

His infant child, martyred in his hands, From his broken heart escaped a sigh. But yet his purpose remained sublime "Islam MUST live, though I SHALL die."

Pierced by arrows, he collapsed off his horse Yet arose to offer his final prayer! Abased in sajdah, thanking God He was beheaded without a care!

From atop a spear looked this noblest of heads Sacrificed so that truth may reign. "Long live Islam!" voiced those silent lips. Thus do we mourn you - "O Husayn!"