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Oct 2019
By: Cedric McClester

Somewhere, I heard or read,
That you shouldn’t speak ill of the dead
Now that, that has been said,
And al-Baghdadi is a trophy head
Before he set off the suicide blast
There’s something I just have to ask
Did he actually whimper and cry
At the thought he was going to die?

But, that said, in any case
The world’s a much better place
Just to put the matter to bed,
With the erstwhile Kalifah dead
The President has bragging rights
For putting out that leader’s lights
But the backlash his words will insite
Will only cause ISIS tp ignite

And much to our collective regret,
The thing we must never forget
Or, would be ill advised to ignore
That we have killed others before
Their names wouldn’t fit a marquee
And while that well may be
Their movements have endured
Because they’re of one accord

They still want to take down the West
By now, in case you haven’t guessed
So this is the logical deduction
They’re committed to our destruction
I hope that you’re following me
They have a warped ideology
That has nothing to do with Islam
Those who claim so are doomed to be ******



          Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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