June 21, 2009
Execution of Consciousness
This poem is about those unfortunate individuals who were beheaded in the Middle East region over the past decade primarily because of Jihad. I think most of you have heard of these incidents through videos uploaded in different extremist websites on the Internet.
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Staring through a broken window , I saw a boy collecting shells
Holding my swollen elbow , I heard voices coming from other cells
Men wearing turbans, placed a gun a little left of my head
My ears slowly deafened, I saw a forlorn dream of escape
Then came a dark fanatic reciting hymns in Arabic
Sharpening his sword with a smile of a psychic
His eyes spoke of eternal satisfaction
Marching towards an unknown territory
I wondered was it really the end of my story
As they prepared for another execution
They tied my hands with rusted barbwire
I heard them plan and happily conspire
My head was all they ever needed
I watched my fall on a bloodshed empire
I began to understand their desire
For them I was just an half-breed defeated
Somebody hits me on the head with a cold steel bar
I screamed in agony as they burned me with a hot cigar
I got a crash course in pain
The turban head slayer came to me
Made a video tape of my offshore fury
As he shouted "This will take him to heaven"
Screaming in joy the slayer started chopping my throat
Blood started splashing as I was beheaded like a goat
In minutes my head toppled down
I watched my body lie and shiver on a blood drenched floor
My eyes began to close while the fading brain implored
Broadcasting this savage in every town
As my soul watch them upload my beheading video in mpeg format
On youtube, ogrish,al jazeera and other websites of vintage combat
I wonder who is really to blame
As Plato once said "only the dead has seen the end of war"
To witness this end , I believe I really came too far
Only truth is "kill in God's name".
. . . .
Lets hope that these killings will end one day. Thanks all.
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Black Poetry,
Ragpicker
Just another face in the crowd who loves collecting rags and create rhymes from it.
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