When Religion Turns Evil, Part 3 (Finally...)

by Hina   Feb 25, 2006


Slowly in the shadows, a foreign feeling crept
Leaving haunting memories, with nights left un-slept
Splattered blood and scattered bones, only going to work
As the bombs hit that London Day, the devil had a smirk

A flight of hell's extremists, lurking from the east
Blew away our country, took the ground from our feet
Heading toward the pentagon, the Twins, and the house White
a heart attack to a five year old, twas such a sight

The stench of morning coffee, now only in dental records
Employment offices cried, shaken by their headboard
Accomplished were the goals that the extremists still believed
Would wreck the world of angelic faith, a brand new headed bread

Again a fallen people, the earthquake in the east
Young school girls fallen way below, below your precious feet
Amidst the debris lies swollen sorrow, covered in blood and tears
Amidst the tears lies a world so hollow, a mind enriched in fear

As the scorching sun bestows the shadow of the U.S
You see it clearly,Notice at the climax.
But when the moon comes, and the sun is gone,
That shadow become darkness...
never to be found...

( This was the Last "When Religion Turns Evil..." set. My next set comes out this month...Look forward to it. :)

Copyright Hina Ali H

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments