These religions of peace that everyone adores,
are guilty of treason towards the ignorant poor.
The mullahs and the rabbis promise bliss forever more,
If the poor pledge allegiance to their gods of war.
Filled with hate and faith the faithful wage war,
Countless are killed but no one keeps score.
A father kills a father just to insure,
The promised land will have peace for a few years more.
The mullahs find a child and teach it to hate,
what's a child good for but to follow divine fate.
Evil men changes the child's mental state,
crying Allahu Akbar is now his new fate.
Faith is the reason that people are dying,
and only reason and science can stop the crying.
(I wrote this poem last night, This is my first poem ever so be gentle. Thanks, BJxrn)
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