Blessed Will
Chambered in my chest on the plains of Karbala
A sapling nurtured from the sacrifice
Grandfather, I have fathered what you sowed
and in my vow,
in all the blood lost,
in all the innocents orphaned,
in all the pieces of my heart that were stumbled
chained and walked under the scorching sun, bare feet,
until they crumbled like dried fallen leaves
under the privy of my holy responsibility
Grandfather, in this stampede of calamity
I found every moment
A blessed will
Sweeter than honey
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