Sonnet: ’tis Armageddon For Terrorists

Invoking name of God, you kill your neighbors, all Unarmed and innocent, enslaved by pointing guns; Dismembering, beheading women, children small, Worse than the cattle slaughtered, ruthlessly; kill sons! You have no heart of flesh or brain of wisdom, sense; Your heinous crimes and sins, no Scripture books allow; You plunder towns and burn down homes with inmates, whence Most happy families lived in brotherhood and love. The blood of human beings wet your desert sands; The cries of anguished persons rent the air around; The Maker’s wrath will sooner come out from His Hands, And hordes of terrorists in hell will then be found. Inhuman pachyderms, insane – you showed such scenes! The world with bombs will blow you into smithereens! Copyright by Dr John Celes 07-04-2015