My Hert Hurts!
Submitted by Anonymous

When I go to Medina
And see the grand mosque of Rasullullah,
My hert fills with joy!
My hert fills with joy to see the grandeur
My hert fills with joy to see the beauty
My hert fills with joy to see the reverence
My hert fills with joy to see the ummah!

But then, I look across the grand mosque of Rasullullah
And see the Jannatul Baqi,
My hert hurts!
My hert hurts to see the only daughter of Rasullullah
in a place that is destroyed and locked
My hert hurts to see the son of Rasullullah
in a place without a shelter or a dome
My hert hurts to see the grandson of Rasullullah
in a place not accessible to his friends
My hert hurts to see the great-grandsons of Rasullullah
in a place secluded from the mosque!

My hert complains!
My hert complains about the injustices
done to Sayyada Zahra
My hert complains about the treachery
done to Imam Hasan
My hert complains about the disrespect
shown to my Imams
My hert complains about the restrictions
put upon their friends!

When I go to Medina
And see the grand mosque of Rasullullah,
My hert fills with joy!
My hert hurts!

My hert complains!