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Mon 24 Apr, 2006 01:51 am
MARTYR LOGIC
By ROBERT DAVIDSON
Sense of guilt
As traitor to the faith
The ultimate smart bomb
Strapped to my body
Maximises the loss of life
Bursts open the double-decker bus
And rips the roof off
Would I make amends?
Testify my faith?
I have been tempted
Deliberately destroying my soul
The Devil's Playground was what they called the Western World
I am to die by direct violence, becoming Shaheed!
72 houri waiting - I detonate my life
Infernos of twisted steel
Burning flesh
And pulverized glass!
He was a good man, quiet!
Copyright 2006
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