Written by: Alyssa Finley

I saw a photograph today
of the Devil.
Two beady eyes looking into mine
My memories won't sit still
Of all the people you have slain

Do you know, slave of "Allah",
what all you have done?
Do you know the caress of a mother
instead of your gun?

Is your favorite color red
the reason why you love blood shed?
The color of fire when it burns
the flesh of my comrades?

Can you really sleep in your bed
when you think of blood,
when you hear the screams,
when it floods
your thoughts and dreams?

If hate has consumed you,
and your heart is misled,
then do not lie-
Your favorite color 
is red.