Red

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.