In the name of the Most High, the Greatest

Land of Martyrs (Lament of Nectar and Musk)

Once upon time in a land far, far away a boy there was,
smothering thick bubbles of agony in his throat by out loud crying to Us:

"O Allah, I dreamt the other day
a dream hungered for which I dare not say?
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
......of what had come and what come may...
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
morbid devouring whatever atom left of ray!
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
accursed ugly beasts feasting on their prey!
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
of the crushed bones of children I saw there lay!
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
of awaited dreams where they shall pay!
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
the Victors we be, don't say Nay!
O Allah, I dreamt the other day
of the land of Martyrs, occupied Gaza Bay!"

But hear, the answer coming back from a white dressed pale man;

"Patience is the submitters path when darkness bells,
and morbid rapes on legless ones whose souls allready left their shells,
or justified hushings of crying tads by smothering their sweet nectar voices,
pleading for the arrival of their helpers whilst they have no more choices,
but none arrive save the humiliated mothers mouning in the lair of the apes and swines,
whilst the helpers get played as were the helpers of the Household who today just whine!
have patience you angered one, remember the humiliation of the people of Islam and cry
for the sake of lost pride so submitters no more cry so let thine tears run the nile!"


Feeling anger in his shamed soul,
seeing thunder and lightning clash within the Heavens,
feeling the earth shaking, trembling with fear for the angered ones,
a confession to be the witness of those in distress,
the boy cried out in his truthseeking lament:


"Who is the submitter?
The submitter!
Is it not he whom prays for his Creators forgiveness,
The submitter!!
Is it not she whom remembers His beautiful exaltedness!??
The submitter!!!
Is it not he whom fails to hold his sin erasing tears
is it not she whom from dusk til dawn praises of the Rectifier bears?
The submitter my brother!!!!
Is it not she whom as her mistress fails to swallow a piece of bread
as the stoned diabolis who took her fathers and children gave them back dead???"

The bewinged man informed:

"In that case stand up indeed!!
A submitter is he whom when confronted by tyranny and suppressed
remembers the message of al-Hossein: rather die free than live oppressed,
His arms are cut off, body stomped on and head severed while soul caressed!!

A submitter is she whom when garments are forcibly vapoured
acts like Zaynab daughter of Ali who after the Great Sacrifice was capered,
she covers her untaintable soul in the piety of character and by the Lord favoured!

So mourn and lament not the Martyrs as they are living, though ye may perceive not
but the lack of true submitters and become one before your heart begins to rot"