Conceived by 'Powers that be'
Creating war against a concept
Face enemy veiled in ambiguity
Excused murder without precept
Clerics invoke their vengeful lord
To help defend beleaguered lands
Preach hatred to a vulnerable horde
Now body parts litter times' sands
Junta rounding up and killing monks
Bent on stomping out all that’s good
Recruiting children and street punks
Taught to murder, before adulthood
What thoughts live in troubled minds
Chaos, murder, self-destruction?
Darkened hearts is what you’ll find
A Nation in midst of deconstruction
Exaggerating infirmity to be saved from fate
Shored up in the deaths of a political state
Tragedy that leads to murder
Murder that leads to hate
And the pumpkinification of histories late
Cognomens in the princeps Apotheosis
The zealous census is concept osmosis
In the silver age of Arab literature
When they savored the savior of a plotters sculpture
That featured scripture torturing heresy
Like a Pisonian conspiracy
With a freed heroine slave
They have been betrayed
Ordered for self-destruction
Like spontaneous combustion
Itching to push the button
Bring again the force of gloom
Thick upon the sky of night
Shadows on horrizon loom
Murder pure of saving light
Die the hope, O doubt concealing
Rise again the hopeless black
Die emotions, numb this feeling
Rise again the dark attack
Die the dreams that won't come true
Rise the calm of apathy
Die the morning sky of blue
Rise the silent agony