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March 12th, 2008, 2:48 PM

The clock starts ticking
His heart starts flipping
In his head he’s got a twisted belief
That killing the infidels will bring him relief
Bring him peice, help him seek
Glory…and paradise
This is the image he has in his eyes


The Prophet once said that in a time of war
We shouldn’t destroy property
We shouldn’t destroy kids
We shouldn’t destroy women
Yet they’ve employed all of this
Don’t understand the books properly
The let there minds bottle and fizz
And the peaceful light is dimming
They’ve made all their hits


Now you think your such a g?
These kids learn to kill
Probably before they can even read
They’ve already been implanted with a seed
That gives them their twisted belief
That killing is Jihad and that gives them relief
Because in their eyes that’s what’s cool
As they get up and kill the infidels and fools


Gear up, strap on a bomb its time to let them know
That this Jihad, this belief will forever flow
But yo, Jihad isn’t a struggle against the infidels
It’s a struggle within, the process of whiting out the ink of hell
Its written in our books so clearly see
Yet they cling to their twists so endearingly


Suicide is a sin in itself
The call them martyr
They think that their actions will help
They believe they have charters
But once the hits have been dealt
Muslims are killed along with the infidels as well


The ink of a scholar
Is worth much more
Then the blood of a martyr
Yet the sacrifices go farther
And we now live in a world
Where Islam is viewed as the fuel
Of a feud that’s been spewed
Upon the earth
that’s how the media portrays
Islam to be worth
In this struggle where the two
Biggest sides are simply wrong
Its us on the sideline who need to stand strong


The culture behind Islam was once held so high
The calligraphy the architecture the amount of ideas that would fly
From our scholars our thinkers who had their hands held high
In Spain all those years ago it wasn’t too hard to try?
So why can’t it be done now? Why?


I’m not here to preach
I’m not the best one to teach
What Islam truly is
I’m not the greatest Muslim you see
But I know for a fact this isn’t
What Islam is supposed to be


Now were back to him with that bomb
Strapped to his back
Focused on destruction
As he’s pacing through his track
I wonder what exactly is going through his mind
Does he see paradise on the other side?


The cycle goes on and on


March 13th, 2008, 4:59 AM

March 13th, 2008, 5:39 AM
Yeah nice critizim ^ :\

Anyways, Deep Deep poem.. Could even factor out a song with it if made.. I like how you made the poem not a bland poem about ten seconds, you actually count down and not really about ten seconds at all. I thought it flowed well, and told a story.

I also enjoyd how you fit your words in there making some imagery. I thought there were some mispells Im not sure what

Now you think your such a g?
that meant.

All and all, a great peom indeed. I enjoy'd reading it and overall was a well put together poem.

March 13th, 2008, 1:50 PM
thanks for the comments and well the thing is this is actually a rap song lol, the part where i say "you think you such a g?" i'm reffering to the more "ghetto" type of people basically saying that you guys arent so tough just take a look at these kids and the type of things their doing, basically saying stop with the act, hopefully that explains things lol

March 13th, 2008, 3:26 PM
Yeah i like the rap songs!!,
I enjoyed reading it and i like to make poems too, but all in spanish because my english is too bad...
Good job!!

March 13th, 2008, 3:51 PM
yea thanks for the comments ^^

Romance Hero
March 21st, 2008, 4:02 PM
I've commented your work before, and it gets better everytime. :) Your political rap on the religions last time was really interesting, as is the one I just read. Who knows, maybe someone out there will listen to the continual outcries of halting the violence. Great job, dude. 10/10

March 22nd, 2008, 1:37 PM
thanks romance hero great to see you like my work ^^