The Forsaken Ones

Tyrant conqueror sat on his royal chair,

Distraught by mad passion devoured innocents,

His hands are tainted with harmless people’s blood,

His aides cried “Give ’em a taste of hell,”

Verily hells are empty and all demons are here,

People waited eagerly for their scales be reversed,

Distressed and harassed they protested with vehemence!

Ah! women and children in garments tattered,

Pleading mercy their voices  go unheard,

Scarce an arm were raised for their help,

Overcome with utmost misery and fear,

Even toughest on earth prayed for death,

Verily all hopes of sovereignty were crushed,

Persistent for ugly gains tyrants chose oppression,

To annihilate palestinians were their sole purpose on earth,

Eager for martyrdom muslims whetted vengeance,

They fought with enemies to guard faith and honour,

Rivers are pouring forth with  their sacred blood,

Welcomed by angels at gates of highest heavens,

Their souls resides in beautiful green birds,

Hanging from chandeliers in heavens from the throne of Merciful,

Our Maker welcomes them with duly paid labours,

Joy! joy! joy to martyrs all their troubles hath now ended.

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