Jihad

Chaos in time, blood of a crime,

Messiahs boiled in oil.

All natural way, sharks in the bay;

Bound between games and toil.

Stressors and shame, poking up flames;

Join the alienated crowd.

Refuse to understand, silence joins the band,

And whispers are shouted aloud.

Memorizing pain, God forgets gain,

Greed reaches up from below.

Knight in mail, hung from a nail,

Veiling the shadows in snow.

Sew up the mouth, fly away south,

Strip all the skin from his hands.

The feeble brain, threatened again-

Drive the Devil from these lands.

Patrick W. Crocker ©