Obl
O.B.L
You, baptised head of the snake
Left numerous dead in your wake
With deadly order, resulting in murder
Twisted beliefs, vomiting grief
Your followers brainwashed
Their humanity crushed
Your force too strong
Resulting in a bloody throng
9/11 your earthly heaven
Mankind maimed and logic lame
Prayers and deepfelt wailing
Confess the outcry of your shaming
Your slumber resulting in 7/7
Your journey now away from heaven
The melting pot of anger brewing
The world a stew of terrorism anew
Your final hour televised this dawn
The snake’s wisdom decapitated
Jubilation, disbelief and buried grief
Your body left writhing…yet
Still a real, cunning threat…
Copyright © Donovan Beukes | Year Posted 2014
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