A Son (Hazrat Ali Akber)
By Rumina
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When the time came for him to go,
his soul readily surrendered.
His head and mind fully prepared
his father remembered...
The walk and talk of God's last messenger
his resemblance in every way,
now he goes to fight bravely in the battlefield
It has come; this difficult day.
My son, to see you go,
if only you knew the feeling,
if only you were a father
you know, there is no healing.
Fight bravely my son, to save the truth
for the love of Islam, be strong
your grandfather awaits you at the pond of Kawthar
your journey is, now, not too long.
A deafening silence filled the land
"my father, peace be on you."
he fell from his horse, and his soul left this world
as he joined his grandfather...
Ali Akber fought for what was true.
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