Best Mullah Poems

Fanatics in Talibama
stadiums of bigoted extravaganza
hopefully supporters one day held to account
for abusing children in the name
of evangelical doctrine

He assassinates foreign officials
as terrorists like to...

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All you need is one word,
Erase just one word
from the minds of the people,
Rout out just one idea, one concept,
Eliminate 'Religion' from 
the dictionary of...

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Mullah
Owns
Nothing
Except
You..

Hmm..

I wonder what 'mullah' is....

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I wake up to the radio, the cops have this suspect on the run
who dives out of my speaker and is brandishing a gun.
He jumps...

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Villanelle : The Dilemma of the Non-Violent – Part Two

Fail not to get your passports all in order
Make sure the belt around your breast’s not...

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Itinerant mercenary shrouded with penitent robe
Shining beacon for terrorists around the globe
Hermetic curmudgeon; gun-toting xenophobe
Zealous provacateur who for ardent jihadists did probe

Material wealth a means;...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Ten

Of late dying yellowing orange rays glint through the turret
Where neither muezzin nor mullah bids the sun to...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty

While the Mullah versed in the Hadith and fiqh harangued his flock
All over the milling crowds outside plastic...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake – Part Thirty-Two

Late afternoon. Doldrums. The waters stood still. Was She asleep?
Lady Lake then drew her petticoat up to scratch...

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I am waiting for 60 Minutes to run out the clock
and I am waiting for Old Media to request end-of-life counseling
and I am waiting for...

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The Ruba’iyat of Créteil Lake : Part Thirty-Five

Chief of Staff commandeered the Lake Restaurant and Sailing Club
Setting up mass long-term cuisine facilities for Robo-Cop
Turned Swimming...

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I have not read your holy book , so don't know how you can hate
I have not heard your preachers preach or entered into a...

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sliver of vertical night
  visible slit along the curtain centre-line
  too lazy to pull them tight
  surely nobody outside lurking, peering in
...

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The sun voyages on day’s last tour
Delves to relax
To make some rest and rest awake
The boatmen like a defeated soldier
Sails tireless though
Humming a song blissful...

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by Michaelw1two

 Sunsets glow here in Al-Iraq,
 it casts an orange beige;
 fiery though its blister stare,
 the horizon is still a dusty greige;
 visual...

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