#SaveSyria We mixed blood with our flowing tears and there was no Room left to apportion blame. The worst weapon for a man Is flowing tears, when the flames of war intensify by the sword. O people of Islam, there lie ahead of you events which will bring low those who are high. Are you sleeping with a sense of security and joy, Living a life of softness and ease? How can your eyes have their fill of sleep? When there are events which are awakening every sleeper? When your brothers in Syria cannot even nap Except on the backs of horses or in the bellies of vultures? The Byzantines are humiliating them whilst you Live a life of luxury like a man averse to combat. How much blood was shed and how many young Muslim girls were killed Whilst trying to cover their beauty with their hands out of shyness. Silver swords turned red and spearheads dripped with blood In the midst of Stabbing and striking which made the heads of young boys turn grey. These are such battles that those who keep away To remain safe and sound will regret it bitterly. The hands of the polytheists have unsheathed the swords, But they will be sheathed again-in their own chests and skulls. And you can almost hear him who is buried in Taybah Calling out in the loudest voice, O Family of Hisham! Sumber : Salahuddin Al Ayubbi. Karya Dr Ali M. Sallabi
Posted on: Sun, 01 Sep 2013 04:30:30 +0000
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