Islamic Insights | Inspired by the Holy Quran and AhlulBayt | Publication of The Awaited One Foundation

AhlulBayt Academy


Last update05:00:00 AM GMT

Back Insights Features Poetry Discourse Between Mother and Child

Discourse Between Mother and Child

  • PDF

Oh my child!


To my dear child who lived in my womb where you had your first seat

In each morning and night I waited for you through the cold and heat


Building dreams for you to become not like any child

Great aspirations that you make a difference in this world


They say that most people accepted the covenant in the world of atoms

Yet many have broken their promise though the truth lay in their bosoms


I hereby tell you that you may become my child IF you agree to this important condition

To fulfill that covenant and sacrifice your life for Husain as certainly that is our mission


The fact stands that there are many who reproduced and bore children

But if you are just another useless addition then I wish that I were barren


You know that Paradise lay under the feet of a mother

Thus attaining my pleasure pleases the Creator


Hence I say to you with all frankness even though some may think I am insane

My pleasure you will not attain without shedding your blood for Ummul Hassanain


My dear self, Oh you whom Allah has breathed the spirit and gave you a name

This day I tell must live the life of Ali and die the death of Hussain!


You must tread the path of the holy chosen ones whose purpose we serve

To you I transfer the torch of Wilayah and Mawwada to the Infallible Twelve


So let your goal in this life be crystal clear

For my purpose is no different than that of Ummul Baneen


Hasten to serve Husain just like his beloved brother Abbas

Embrace the dust beneath his feet and his example do embrace


Pave that path to present yourself at the abode of the Imam

After disciplining yourself with good deeds and not just Kalam


Leave the rest to Allah who knows your dream and hears your speech

Even if that honor of martyrdom is above and beyond your reach


That blessing which is the best way to end one’s life and seal

A divine gift which only few are granted that superb deal


Though it pains my heart to see your blood spill

And it eats my soul to imagine your loss...but still


I prefer to witness in my lifetime the beauty of your martyrdom

While you taste what Hur experienced and enjoy that freedom


Sweet and bitter it is yet in that irony my tears of happiness flow

My darling I tell you this is the ultimate salvation if only you come to know




My dear Mother, your words bring peace and relief to my heart

For all that you expressed is buried in my soul without a doubt!


Since a young age you fueled me with the spirit to serve their cause and fight

A vision which grew inside me every minute in the day and night


I also present the same request which Ali Al-Akbar asked his mother

To grant me permission to go and support my Leader


I learned from my master Qasim a lesson worth more than wealth and money

That death in the way of Allah in support of truth is way sweeter than honey!


Rest assured Oh Mother that the desire I have and the intention I made

I only feared lest your heart softens over my loss causing my happiness to fade


When you see me lying as a still body with no more worth

My blood running in streams mixed with the dust of earth


Hoping to irrigate the tree of Hussain with yet another jug of water

Red fluid emanating after giving up myself for an honorable slaughter


If only I were with them on the day of Ashura

I would’ve offered everything to the Star of Karbala


I hereby promise you that your dream I shall fulfill and become your true one

For I vowed to myself that I must join my hero Abbas until I am done


To bring happiness to the eyes of the Master of all Mothers

After you prepared me to sacrifice for the sons of her father


To you Oh Zahra I present my blood-stained clothes without asking for pay

With a smile of joy drawn on my face for it is a simple gift on Mother’s Day


The day when all mothers renew their covenants with Al-Batool

To raise devout children to become the slaves of the Best Lady of All

Author of this article: Jerrmein Abu Shahba
Interesting Reading