His pain made him a lethal weapon
Thursday, 19 July 2012
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Bombs, rifles, grenades and explosions,
This is his religion, for he is insane,
Killing innocents and injuring millions,
Is his business, a dreadful game;
He was once insulted and assaulted,
His parents were stripped and burnt alive,
He faced discrimination and his activities halted,
So now he retaliate with guns and knives;
Once, he too had a sweet, delicate heart,
But now there is fury in his blood,
His emotions were ripped and torn apart,
He is now a tornado, a cyclone a flood;
Weapons are his friends, ammunition his sibling,
He is now a psycho manic, a social disaster,
He is an atheist, a soulless human being,
Thy suffering, agony give him laughter;
Terrorist is his identity, sadist is his name,
He is cruel, a brutal solitary loon,
His name cause tremors, such is his fame,
He'll wreak havoc and bring humanity to its doom.
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