O blessed body,wither art thou thrown?
No lodging for thee,but a cold grey stone,
A dungeon dark and echoing chamber room,
Some souls hung up, as they were in chains,
The screams of people,confined to prison,
O Allah to thee their cries,to thee their groans,
Their hopes are lost,only madness remained,
Barbarians ruined their masjids and homes,
So many atrocities now evil is the norm,
Truth is now weeping,tied,gagged and silenced,
For unitarian belief man was put to shame,
While plotting men laid their wicked schemes,
Falsehood will fall and truth shall triumph,
O Allah deliver men from tyrannic souls bonds,
Whose forelock lie within Thy Hands.
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