Tag Archives: terrorist

Christian Nation

August 3, 2014Poemsacross the board, aspire, betrayal, bigotry, brash, Christian nation, cocky, crucified, cutting edge, dramatic, facing facts, grief, heartache, higher ground, inspire, Jesus Christ, Jewish, lifestyle, major surgery, original, passion, personal, poetic, racism, regret, Satori Publishing, self-development, taboo, terrorist, timeless, universal, vengeance, visionary, Yasser Arafatsatoripublishing2013

You are a Christian?
You believe in God?
You believe in Jesus Christ?
You believe that Jesus was / is the Son of God?
Jesus was a Jew?
If the son is Jewish, is it safe to say, so is the Father?

You worship Jews?

The Old Testament is the story of the Jews
The New Testament is the story of one Jew
What, or where, is your story?
From day one you have despised all Jews
Discriminated, killed, put down all Jews
But to ONE Jew belongs all the Glory?

Two thousand years ago in a land of semite arab dogs
Dark skin, black hair, brown eyes were the norm
Where did your blonde, blue-eyed, White Boy spring from?
Is it so painful to kneel down before a dirty Wog?
You cannot face the most basic fact
Jesus Christ looked just like Yasser Arafat
A fact you cannot stomach so it has to be denied
In every conflict the Truth is first to be crucified.

In Digestion

March 31, 2014Poemsanimals, brash, cocky, crucify, cutting edge, dog eat dog, dramatic, evil men, facing facts, grief, heartache, higher ground, In Digestion, inspire, laws of the jungle, major surgery, original, passion, personal, poetic, predators, regret, Satori Publishing, taboo, terrorist, timeless, universal, vengeance, visionary, war crimes, war criminalsatoripublishing2013

Evil men glorify violence and relish bloodletting
Wild animals hunt whatever they feel like eating
They do not get indigestion
They are not punished by Heaven.

Only the puny prey kneel down to pray
Predators stand tall to pass Judgement each Day
Big Bellies have the choice, they choose to eat well
Without conscience, without fear, to hell with Hell.

Rape, pillage, steal their Land while they sleep in their beds
Cut off their water, cut off their oxygen, cut off their heads
Chop up the children, crucify the mothers
Castrate the fathers — they are all born losers.

It is a dog eat dog world we live in
Strength is a virtue, weakness a sin
The marked victims pray they will survive somehow
The ‘chosen’ terrorists will take the lion’s share now.

The king of the jungle is king for a reason
He kills and eats and kills for that position
He will never get indigestion
He will never be punished by Heaven.

(variation on comments by a War Criminal)

Lines Of Martyrdom

February 11, 2014Poemscutting edge, dramatic, end of the line, facing facts, grief, heartache, Lines of Martyrdom, original, passion, personal, Satori Publishing, taboo, terrorist, timeless, universal, vengeance, visionarysatoripublishing2013

I have never been in control
I have never chosen my life…

I will now take full control
I will now choose my death.

Thicker Than A Paddy

January 11, 2014Poemsbrash, cutting edge, dramatic, facing facts, major surgery, original, Pakistani, passion, personal, Satori Publishing, terrorist, Thicker Than A Paddy, timeless, universal, vengeance, visionarysatoripublishing2013

I will kill you
So that I can live
I will take your life
So that I can have a better life

Personal satisfaction
The desire of every creature
Self – preservation
The first law of Nature

Plant the bomb
And walk away
You fight to kill them
To live another day

Now here is the jest
To make your jaw drop
Paddy never wore a vest
Paki blows HIMSELF up.

Terror

January 11, 2014Poemsbrash, cocky, cutting edge, dramatic, facing facts, major surgery, original, Pakistani, passion, personal, poetic, Satori Publishing, terror, terrorist, timeless, universal, vengeance, visionarysatoripublishing2013

We’ve done it, we’ve pulled it off
They fell for it without a murmur
They swallowed it hook, line and sinker
We’ve gotten away with murder

No one asked why when we told the Big Lie
“The terrorist was cooking up a curry and rice bomb”
The mixture in every kitchen is pie in the sky
“We foiled the plot by shooting the vindaloo bum”

Not a question asked, not a doubt raised
No one bothered to look past the smokescreen
Our security forces were all highly praised
Hand on heart, singing, “More profit to the Queen”

Our Media will sugar-coat the pill
Our way of life is preserved
The little pigs will eat this swill
The Paki got what he deserved.

Paki From Brazil

November 1, 2013Poemsbetrayal, brash, cutting edge, Doublespeak, dramatic, example, facing facts, grief, heartache, higher ground, major surgery, murder, original, Paki From Brazil, Pakistani, passion, personal, racism, regret, sanctioned, Satori Publishing, targeted, terror, terrorist, universal, vengeance, visionarysatoripublishing2013

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Seven, hollow-point, in the head
Just to be sure he is dead

Bang!
One in the shoulder
Trained by Israeli instructor

Bing! Bing! Bing!
Three, point blank, miss
Next time, more practise

Ooops!
Are you kidding me?!
But he looked like a Paki!!

Whoops!
Kill a Paki, send out a message
Dickhead, will open her passage

Bling! Bling!
Liar One, Liar Two, ham acting twin
Soap stars, both planning to cash in

Sing! Sing!
A verse so Free, a chorus so Democratic
Oil, gas, heroin –- it’s a box-office hit!