The Suicide Bomber
Is lust for paradise not a lust?
Tell me someone wise
Rid of lust society must
In whatever disguise
Who is this suicide-bomber
Tempted by lust of paradise
Filled with concepts from gutter
Castle to live and Houris as prize
Blowing himself to shred
With other innocent lives
Looking at his targets with hatred
With fiery venomous eyes
Which saint, which teacher or scholar
Has glorified self destruction
Chain this man, for God’s sake, give his neck a collar
He can’t be a godly man that harbours act of satan
Copyright © Mohammad Yamin | Year Posted 2007
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