Caliphate

String your rifles and turn them to guitars, 
O seething lords of the caliphate,
And with the darling doves let your missiles fly 
in echelon, leaving dark owls behind.
The lord's children yearn more for music and 
pretty sights in the sky!

But look what you serve them: pillage, 
bondage, sacrilege, ...
All in the name of Heaven!
Hell's favorite dishes -- how well you cook 
them!
Your vicious band of soiled souls roam the 
sands of Arabia,
Weaving a plague of death and anarchy, and 
how you delight in it!
Treasures that even vandals spared, you have 
readily speared:
Churches, books, monuments, ...
Not one have you skipped in this orgy of terror.

But Heaven in whose name you hurt now grieves;
her tears well up in the hearts of the virtuous.
Slowly they’ll gather into furious streams
That from breasts weary with pain
Shall one day erupt and sweep this caliphate 
to a surly fate.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Pie Avatar
June 30, 2017 at 8:13 AM
Hell's favorite dishes--how well you cook them - Such a great line, i can see this been turned into a song maybe ?
Apell Avatar
July 1, 2017 at 4:11 PM
They purport to act for God but learned their grim craft in hell. Nothing would put that better than a song. Thanks for passing by--and for the compliment!
Grahamburglar Avatar
June 29, 2017 at 8:25 PM
Vivid imagery, and a poignant rebuffing. Well written sir, I enjoyed this direct and powerful rebuke. -G
Apell Avatar
July 1, 2017 at 4:13 PM
Glad to hear from you, and for the support in your warm words. I rejoice that their end is near.
Jarrette Avatar
June 27, 2017 at 2:14 AM
so powerful. i really resent those cruel people who would kill in the name of their God. using their God to justify their actions. this is a very powerful write. every word is true. their time will come when people will gather into furious streams That from breasts weary with pain Shall erupt and sweep this caliphate to a surly fate.
Apell Avatar
June 27, 2017 at 3:39 PM
Going by the latest news from Mosul, it looks like their "surly fate" finally arrived. I do not know how they can reconcile their rout with the untenable opinion that they act for God. Thanks L.C. for dropping in and for the words of support.
A   Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 7:46 PM
Caliphate, the line that stands out is ORGY of terror. Awesome and interesting line. LINDA
Apell Avatar
February 18, 2016 at 8:32 AM
It's a tragedy that men who purport to act on behalf of God should be best described by that line. Surely their end cannot be far. Always a joy to hear from you, Linda!
A  Avatar
January 23, 2016 at 10:14 PM
AGONA, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Always with LUV **SKAT**
Apell Avatar
January 24, 2016 at 11:30 PM
SKAT, it's always a joy to hear from you. Thanks for the kind words!
Vaso Avatar
November 29, 2015 at 11:59 PM
You have expressed such strong emotions, you have said what had to be said, yet you did this with eloquence and beautiful expression! Great poem!
Apell Avatar
November 30, 2015 at 1:34 PM
Thanks Arthur! I appreciate your encouraging words. It's hard to think of ISIS without emotions getting strong.
Merryman Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 10:39 PM
Well said and well written! Love, Kim
Apell Avatar
November 23, 2015 at 3:58 AM
Thanks, Kim! Nice of you to drop in.
Dietrich Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 3:27 PM
this is excellent way to show forth your great displeasure. You have a very eloquent style. Keep up the good writing.
Apell Avatar
November 23, 2015 at 3:59 AM
I delight in that compliment, Andrea! Thanks!
Andresen Avatar
November 22, 2015 at 2:33 PM
- The first line, I wish !!! - "String your rifles and turn themselve two guitars" - A powerful poem, really great written Agona !!! - A 7 !!! - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Apell Avatar
November 23, 2015 at 4:01 AM
No chance with the warlords of the caliphate heeding that call. ha ha haa! Thanks for the kind words, Anne!
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