A Poem By Ruqaya Aghaie
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Before I ask this question
I shall give you this advise
Nobody like Fatima could be
She is to prophet as a prize
Fatima was the mother of her father
When her beloved mother dies
She was the purified women
Al-Tahira if you recognize
The worshipper, the scholar and the greatest
For her religion, she sacrifices
“Fatima is a part of me”
These words you may memorize
Whoever angers Fatima angers me
Like this the prophet describes
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Once the prophet Muhammad
Brought Fatima a surprise
Her new wedding dress but she
Decided to donate it or otherwise
She would not be the most virtue
On the earth and in the skies
And when she was asked for this action
With her high moral, she replies
I remembered the verse in the Quran
And I put I in my eyes
“Spend from what you love
And you`re rewarded much wise… “
She chose to help the poor one
And by this she brought paradise
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If you were looking for guidance
go to her and your knowledge will rise
For she is the leader of all women,
Not Aisha those are lies
And here comes her tragedy
When Omar begins his crimes
He left Fatima with a broken rib
As he was the caliphate of his time
With his power… and boldly
He commandeers Fadak lands
For all of these terrible misfortunes
Omar had steps and plans
And as time, would past and go
His crimes would get more and expands
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But… apart from all her difficulties
She stood up for her rights
She cried and cried and cried until,
People were annoyed of her cries
By her hijab and modesty
Their eyes went bigger size
And by this, she bought the satisfaction
Of Allah and also heaven she buys
This is how she became lady Fatima
Her light glows like the sunrise
Fatima the rayhana of heaven
And in this life the light that shines
She maintained her dignity and modesty
While fighting for her rights
She is the infallible role model
One could take, but who understands?
Oh, Allah on the day of resurrection
Choose me to shake Fatima’s hands…