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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Rising from the desert sand was a shimmering mirage of a thousand shouts Heated winds of fanaticism, intense and blowing violently loud Shrill calls to blood prayer seethe, breathing fiery invocations of a perverted philosophy Screaming death to the infidels — a scarlet smeared mirror reflecting black cloth covered savagery Crimson prayers are the daubed untempered mortar which cements the foundation of this shakily rising kingdom Whet the glittering scimitar swung grisly: Beheadings are the blade’s propaganda recruitment shock TV Desert crisis ... dreaded carrion claws of ISIS, oasis mirage bathe the sociopaths in bloody bliss Mutilated bodies floating upon the desert sea, a raised dark flag boasts of a fleeting victory Prideful utterances of unspeakable barbarity Contemned caliphate mercurial rising ... now descending quickly below the horizon Crumbling desert kingdom, butchery sow the seeds of your ruin The sand castle rise to power was ever so brief, a pirated religion kingdom soon to end suddenly Taking hostage your own faith, now the proselyte guards are fleeing from the palace carnage Crumbling desert kingdom, butchery sow the seeds of your ruin Innocent blood spilled in the sand will be your caliphate’s undoing Crumbling desert kingdom, blood reap the harvest of your ruin Let your prophets of terror and rage shout a false sanctum call to prayer Intoning not this one truth: God will surely repay!
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