by Carol Ann Duffy
After the evening prayers at the mosque,
came the looters in masks,
and you three stood,
beloved in your
brave, bright, brothers,
to be who you were –
a hafiz is one who has memorised
the entire Koran;
a devout man –
then the man in the speeding car
who purposefully mounted the kerb …
I think we all should kneel
on that English street,
where he widowed your pregnant wife, Shazad,
tossed your soul to the air, Abdul,
and brought your father, Haroon, to his knees,
his face masked in only your blood
on the rolling news
where nobody’s children riot and burn.
Carol Ann Duffy is the poet laureate. This poem was first published by the Guardian.
Haroon Jahan, Shahzad Ali, and Abdul Mussavir were run over and killed in Birmingham protecting a Mosque from rioters. May Allah accept them as Shuhada.