By: Cedric McClester

Keep his *** in Super Max
With little time for him to relax
The Boston bombings
Were attacks and those are just
The salient facts
What he did landed him in there
Whether or not the trial was fair
As a matter of fact we don’t even care

Why you ask, do I vilify him?
Aren’t you also a Mu -sa-lim?
Maybe so, but I’m not with him
What he acted on was a whim
Find for me, if you can
Where torture’s sanctioned in the Qu’ran
When killing the innocent is clearly banned
Which so few jihadis seem to understand

I understand how he must feel,
It’s hard inside, thus his appeal
But four people died, so let’s keep it real
Like I hope he does when he begins to kneel
Dzhokar Tsarnaev has been named
The killer of four, others he maimed
But even still he’s not ashamed
Because now he’s trying to shift the blame

Radical Islam is a poor excuse
For the kind of carnage and abuse
For which Dzhokar and his brother were accused
In the name of Islam, Allah is not amused
So the appeal, that he’s now demanding
Only illustrates his poor understanding
Of the religion that he professes
When what he did Allah never blesses!











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