Behind the success
of a man, a woman I find
But this is no
ordinary woman; she's one of a kind
For her strength
to see what she saw
To hear what she
heard, to say what she said
Despite seeing her
entire family lay dead
Show me a woman
like her and I'll praise her instead
Remember, not a
tear did Zaynab shed
For her sons Aun
and Muhammad
Until she went
back and saw their empty beds
And here her
strength and sacrifice is shown
For when Husayn's
companions and family were slain
She knew that
alone and isolated he’d remain
And no one would
be left to mourn and comfort his mother
So Zaynab reserves
her tears for her lonely brother
But her battle
didn't when Husayn they'd behead
In fact her challenges
had only just got started
Yet Zaynab had the
courage to look ahead
Knowing that Islam’s
message would be hers to spread
Whilst Sajjad from
sickness lay on his deathbed
And out of tears
for her father, Sakina would lay dead
Yet still so valiantly
from the forefront she led
And this is why I
cannot understand
When these people
from so-called 'Muslim' lands
Claim that to men,
women are inferior
I ask them if they
saw Zaynab in Syria
For what a sermon
she delivered
Yazid in his
throne - he quivered
The bravery of a
lady left him utterly bewildered
But what else can
be expected from the daughter of Ali?
The one unmatched
in honour and bravery
What else can be
expected from the daughter of Fatima?
In dignity and
justice, her mother she would mirror
When I think of
Zaynab, I think of resistance
For the truth she
fought with such persistence
So that you and I
can have a noble existence
And her role in
Karbala gives us a valuable lesson
That regardless of
the stakes, our standards we never lessen
Because when the
enemies come and to destroy us they threaten
We fight for
Zaynab with dignity as our weapon
For this Zaynab of
ours would go to any measure
To save Islam she
sacrificed her most valuable treasure
Cuts and bruises
didn't compare to when they snatched her veil
But the enemies'
ploy of destroying modesty failed
For when they took
her Hijab after the battle of Karbala
An entire nation
in Zaynab's name vowed to protect Hayaa
When I think of
Zaynab, I see the definition of patience
How did she have
such perseverance?
When I am faced
with the most basic of trials
I fall into a
slumber and a state of denial
But here is
Zaynab, given every form of affliction
To the extent that
you don't even see this happen in fiction
But by God did she
have flawless conviction
Because despite
facing this corruption
She was saving
perfection
And in her eyes,
this was a blessing from her Lord
So despite seeing
Husayn put to the sword
And alone on the
battlefield, Allah he implores
Yet when she is
asked about the treachery
And about all that
she had to see
She replies with
'I saw nothing but beauty'
But her suffering
still persists in the land of Shaam
Oppressed from the
moment that Abbas lost his arms
But may Allah
protect the ones defending her shrine
For our hopes of
visitation, they attempt to revive
It is her words in
the Bazaar that have kept Islam alive
So Ya Allah,
ensure that from her Ziyarat we aren't deprived
For her
intercession, the Shi'a desire
A Du'a through Zaynab,
a barrier from hellfire
For Zaynab's
tragedy, our hearts truly break
Invite us to
Shaam, so we can call out Labbayk
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