Infidels?
As you plot the busiest hour.
Infidels?
As you calculate a jet...fueled with a full tank.
Infidels?
As the innocent are taken along.
Infidels?
As human beings are used as mass for your missiles.
Infidels?
As humans beings become your fodder.
Infidels?
As the innocent jump to their deaths hand in hand.
Infidels?
As those with compassion helping below are crushed by your "jihad".
Infidels?
As barges ferry our stilled innocent across the Hudson.
Your logic is flawed…your heart is stone cold.
The great satan?
You who smile in sheer delight as you tell the helpless of their impending doom?Destroy the great satan, for he is the image that glares back at you from your own mirror.
Paradise?
Paradise is where you'll go?
What Paradise would take in those such as you?
Human beings you believe yourself to be?
Paradise?!?
Paradise is for those with the love of Allah in their hearts,
Not for rabid animals like you.
Copyright A.G. Poetry
From the Koran, a prayer of invocation called the Fatiha:
In the Name of God, the Merciful, the Compassionate.
Praise belongs to God, Lord of all Being
the All-merciful, the All-compassionate
the Master of the Day of Doom.
Thee only we serve; to Thee alone we pray for succor.
Guide us in the straight path
the path of those whom Thou hast blessed,
not of those against whom Thou art wrathful
nor of those who are astray.