Echoes of Adhan e Fajr
With the echoes of azan e fajr
An atmosphere of sorrow
takes over the skies of Kufa
The clouds put on a black attire
Seems like a dark hour is near
The orphans of Kufa look at the sky
They find a moon split in two
Splashes of blood they see
dripping from the moon
Shaping into “علی”
“Ya Abal Aytam? Is that you?
Ya Ali Janum, Where have you gone?”
-Baneen
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