Oh Companions of the truth!
In your hands was Islam and you did not fail us
Your chests in the place of the chest of the Messenger took the blows
Never did you flinch
Oh Companions of the sincere!
Yours was the destiny of the world and you held it high
Warriors by day, unpretentious by night
Strength of many men you possessed
Never did you flinch when it came to spilling the blood of the enemy.
Trained warriors who knew nothing but the saddle of a horse and a sword in your hand.
You stood ready to fight your brothers, fathers and tribes for the sake of Allah but you were also the most gentle with children.
Your wounds will testify for you
The land will testify for you
History testifies for you
We search in hope for your like
You speak we listen
Your deeds unmatchable
Your wisdom over our heads
Your footprints have left their mark
We stand now where you stood in Badr and Uhud
To us they are but landmarks but to you they were a defining moment
Great monuments built.
Even they crumble but your names live forever
Which Caeser is remembered over you oh Abu Bakr?
Who is called wise next to you oh Ibn Abbas?
Which Spartan can look you in the eye oh Khalid?
Who cared like you cared oh Khadijah?
Kings could not bring you down as you stood proud with the truth
But tell you to Fear your Lord and you would cry rivers.
Nations were swept aside by your tidelwaves
The world could only watch
Some out of awe, some out of fear
But none could deny the miracle
Your feet upon this earth
But your eyes fixed upon Paradise
Your craft was worship
Your profit was Allah’s Pleasure
Many wish they were you
Many wish for that what they could not do
The truth dearer to you then kinship
Your hearts matched your actions
There was no injustice to others nor yourselves
Deeds so many
Sins so few
But yet you feared the Fire
You were the Ummah, each one a nation
You cherished each verse like it was a new born child
In your hands it was safe
Forever Mujahids
Forever scholars
Forever humble
Forever young
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