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Jessica Huỳnh 05-83 :
Hay quá bà ơi🥰
2026-06-17 14:55:24
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cảm ơn Bà
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bầu dung đc hôk bà
2026-06-19 12:12:42
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cho con hỏi bao nhieu la vậy bà
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lá trầu ko là trầu gì vậy
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Hôm mình cũng bị sưng đau nhức mà giã nát rồi bỏ muối với rượu ngâm súc miệng mà khởi dau
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This poem is about the moment a child became the victim of the ugliest kind of injustice. This world has seen so much cruelty. The innocent suffer, the oppressed are abandoned, and the truthful are often left with no one to defend them. But there is something about injustice when it reaches a child that breaks the heart in a different way. Because a child does not understand hatred. A child does not carry a sword. A child does not ask for power, revenge, or war. A child only knows thirst, fear, and the arms of the people who love them. And in Karbala, even that innocence was not spared. The poem speaks about arrows, but behind those arrows is a pain too heavy to pass over quickly. It is the story of a child whose only crime was being the son of Hussain (as). A child brought forward not to fight, but to show the world how far cruelty had gone. A child whose thirst should have awakened mercy in even the hardest heart. But instead of mercy, there was an arrow. That is what shakes the soul. Because the worst injustice is not only when the strong attack the weak. It is when the world becomes so dark that even a child is not protected. When innocence stands before cruelty, and cruelty still does not lower its hand. This is why Karbala still hurts. Because injustice is not only history. We still see children paying the price for the cruelty of adults. We still see innocent faces caught in wars they never chose. We still see mothers holding pain that words cannot carry. But Hussain (as) taught us never to become numb. Never to look away. Never to let our hearts become so used to pain that we stop feeling it. So when we cry for Karbala, we are not only crying for the past. We are crying because innocence should never be a target. We are crying because a child’s thirst should have been enough to soften an army. We are crying because that arrow did not only strike Karbala. It struck the heart of humanity. #islam #History #poetry
This poem is about the moment a child became the victim of the ugliest kind of injustice. This world has seen so much cruelty. The innocent suffer, the oppressed are abandoned, and the truthful are often left with no one to defend them. But there is something about injustice when it reaches a child that breaks the heart in a different way. Because a child does not understand hatred. A child does not carry a sword. A child does not ask for power, revenge, or war. A child only knows thirst, fear, and the arms of the people who love them. And in Karbala, even that innocence was not spared. The poem speaks about arrows, but behind those arrows is a pain too heavy to pass over quickly. It is the story of a child whose only crime was being the son of Hussain (as). A child brought forward not to fight, but to show the world how far cruelty had gone. A child whose thirst should have awakened mercy in even the hardest heart. But instead of mercy, there was an arrow. That is what shakes the soul. Because the worst injustice is not only when the strong attack the weak. It is when the world becomes so dark that even a child is not protected. When innocence stands before cruelty, and cruelty still does not lower its hand. This is why Karbala still hurts. Because injustice is not only history. We still see children paying the price for the cruelty of adults. We still see innocent faces caught in wars they never chose. We still see mothers holding pain that words cannot carry. But Hussain (as) taught us never to become numb. Never to look away. Never to let our hearts become so used to pain that we stop feeling it. So when we cry for Karbala, we are not only crying for the past. We are crying because innocence should never be a target. We are crying because a child’s thirst should have been enough to soften an army. We are crying because that arrow did not only strike Karbala. It struck the heart of humanity. #islam #History #poetry

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