By T. D. Chattani:

Vale of Sorrow

Through the Vale of sorrow does history trace

Two matchless martyrs our Prophet’s pets

Who left their hearths with Islamic grace

In hunger and thirst their duty to face.

Severed from home, exhausted on the field

Opposed by enemies who had Satan’s shield

They gave their lives that others be freed

From falsehood, tyranny and a Kafir’s creed.

Most precious blood flowed from their veins

Battlefield of Karbala has still those stains

From our hearts should rush rivers of blood

Renewing our faith with this vital flood !