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NAJAF
A Simile of our very own soul?
How often do we retreat
just as we are about to win,
To overcome, and root out our sin?
What feeds the Jihad cause?
Are we being led by stupid men?
How many times do we retreat from hell
Just to be attacked and lured in again?
The enemy must think us the greatest of fools
Did you see them reveling with smiles in the Mosque?
Why not?
Hey, let's give them a few days off,.
How many soldiers must be injured or lost?
Isn't this slow blood-letting serving Jihad's cause?
I believe they feel justified, even glorified in the fight.
And maybe we do, too.
In fact, who can join such a desperate fight
Unless each, in fact, feels they are right?
I believe we are both being lied to and duped.
I'm amazed how low, ignorant world leaders have stooped.
The Royal Rulers, driven by their conquering zeal,
Have unleashed demons they are powerless to repeal.
Their secret societies have plotted and planned
Practically since the world began.
Only their stupidity
exceeds their lack of humility.
They have been deluded since the beginning of time.
The Royal Rulers believe they can rule the world.
Narcissistic, selfish, power hungry puppets.
They have played right into the prophecies of God
The God they heartlessly choose to disregard.
The world, you and me, are entwined.
This is the prophesied time,
When we must each
Make up our long-lost minds.
We stand alone, watching the world groan.
Wondering if, next year, we will eat.
Hoping we will still have our home.
Every drop of human blood that moistens Mother's soil
Feeds the demons of tyranny worldwide to unfold.
Every act of violence we engage
Justifies their age old rage.
The seeds of hate were planted centuries ago.
Mohamed predicted, or so it seems, the Jihad plight.
Millions of poor, homeless Muslims, are eager to fight.
A Jihad death will release the penniless man
From his human horror to a virgin paradise.
And when one dies his Jihad death
His blood will, until the end of times,
Justify and feed the Jihad cause.
It breaks my heart to see men killing men.
Brothers killing brothers.
The tears cried by fathers and mothers.
Stop! Please!
Copyright August 23, 2004 Sonja
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