A Small Poem about what moharram is all about…

The Day the Skies Wept Blood The tenth dawn of Islam’s new year, Seventy-two of the  bravest who had nothing to fear, Came out to battle for our pride, Knowing that the journey to Heaven would be their very  next ride. On the blistering sands, under the scorching sun, Stood the mighty Hussein, a soldier […]

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