Assalaamu alaikum wa rahmatullah...

Just wanted to share a poem I wrote the Sunday after the mass shooting in Christchurch, New Zealand. May Allah grant the martyrs the highest ranks of Jannah, aameen.

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Bloody Rose

March fifteenth, twenty nineteen

Hate driven, murder keen

Black-heart Beast emerges from lair

To where hands were raised up in prayer

And heads were bowed down in worship...

The first petal of bloody rose fell

Servant of God, Ray of Light

'Peace, my brother' on first sight

His faith forever strong, eyes suddenly wide

In shock, and life's light faded and died

Now extinguished, gone

And the second petal of bloody rose fell

Gentle touch of Morning Breeze

Threads of dreams and hope she weaves

Ringing shots, door breaks

Heart firm, but sweet voice shakes

Now silent, gone

And the third petal of bloody rose fell

Child of Three Winters old

Heart warm, body cold

His soul, snow-white pure

His laughter, once a cure

Now frozen, gone

And the last petal of bloody rose fell

Martyrs now in Gardens deep

While the world mourns and willows weep

Lifeless lies the peace of white dove

Trampled and torn crimson petals of love

Lone skeleton of bullets and thorns

Drips the bloody rose