Be Thou Aware
When terrorists assure the world
that fear of death does not
detain them from their goal to
deliver those final gasps of life
bringing death to others
and nor do they themselves
shirk the invitation to abandon
life for the greater treasure
of Paradise where the existence
they envision is one of heroic
welcome chorused by a bevy
of beautiful virgins they speak
their Islamist indoctrinated reality
and the Angel of Death most
certainly loves his favourite
enablers yea, unto death itself.
No one immune to that dread and
unexpected introduction to the
final moments whether rich in
good deeds or lucre irrespective of
caution taken to avoid its bleak
ending of a life unfinished. Death's
stalking horse wears a burnoose
identifying origins and ancient tribal
customs fleshed out by theistic
imprecations spurring the faithful
to seek peace by pleasing Death.
Monday, May 6, 2019
Labels:
Poetry
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