This is for the day of revelation when I was not present To hold you to my heart while you tremble! And for Taif Day, when I was not there To keep the stones away from you with my chest! And for the day of Khadija’s death, when I was not present To wipe away your tears, and tell you: I am the ransom for your shoes! And for a Sunday when I wasn't around And you wipe the blood from your honorable face so that I can hit you! And for the poisoned shoulder of the sheep, when I was not there To eat it for you!
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