A Helping Hand
There are people killing themselves to kill in the name of Allah
They turn themselves into human bombs to destroy me
So I took a second look at myself my life and my objectives
Is it wrong to be responsible for my actions?
Am I mistaken in my desire for as much freedom as possible?
Did all those people that died to protect my way of life err?
Have I followed reason too far to surrender to fear?
I am now firmly and deeply convinced that these people are idiots
Blinded by faith, believing in a god of Terror, afraid of being alone
Following crafty fools who cannot change their ways
But who survive by blaming free thinking lovers of liberty
Which is the one thing they know they’ll never attain
If we all chose Allah they would kill us for choosing freely
Now comes the Celtic answer to this people dying to kill me
Let me help you
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2006
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