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You are the living embodiment of Satan
Never, have you left innocent people alone
Genocide runs in your very blood
You people bomb civilians as per your mood
For all the acts of evil you have committed
You deserve to be severely punished!

You are the living embodiment of Satan
Your very presence is a bane
To the world at large
I simply cannot contain my rage
Day by day, my blood boils
As I read the news
How can you people even live with yourselves
After obliterating countless schools and hospitals
Nearly erasing entire communities in the process?

You are the living embodiment of Satan
Because, you simply cannot be called human
By any yardstick in the world
In you, is there absolutely nothing good
Hell, you put even **** Germany to shame
This seriously is the time
When the entire world needs to boycott your nation
Assuming, of course, that it can even be CALLED a nation!!

You are the living embodiment of Satan
After the Holocaust, everybody said "Never again!"
Where is that cry now?
Instead, almost all are crying "Bow Bow"
Because, you create fear in the minds of people
By using the Holocaust as a weapon
For your own political gain
Really, is there no level
To which your so-called country cannot sink?
You draw an absolute blank
When it comes to human rights
Not to mention, basic goodness!!

You are the living embodiment of Satan
And to God, an absolute abomination
You may think what you are doing is right
And show your might
However, one fine day, will you be brought to ruin
Then, will you be all alone
Because, you refused to be human!!
My latest poem on the genocide of Palestinians - directed towards the so-called Jewish state of Israel.
Ashwin Kumar Mar 31
Evil runs in your blood
You people are carrying out a genocide
And calling it a war
You are fully aware
That what you are doing is completely wrong
Yet, you deny almost everything
Do you even hear yourselves?
You have taken countless innocent lives
And on top of it, do you justify your actions
You deserve so much worse
Than even the ***** and Gomorrah horrors!

Evil runs in your blood
Your hearts are so cold
That even Antarctica cannot hold a candle to them
I am trying my best to stay calm
However, with every single day that passes
My blood just boils and boils
Hell, you people are not Nazis
In fact, you are a thousand times worse than the Nazis!!

Evil runs in your blood
You are ruining the entire world
Leading us towards death and destruction
Moreover, have you made it a fashion
To throw a number of baseless accusations
In order to defend your utterly reprehensible actions
Well, eventually will come the time
When your so-called democracy is headed towards doom
Because, ultimately, never can evil win
Long Live Palestine!!
My latest poem on the ongoing genocide of the Palestinians; which of course, condemns Israel's evil actions.
Ashwin Kumar Feb 16
You have become the monster you once hated
An entire community, have you almost destroyed
At will, do you bomb schools and hospitals
And when the natives resist, you call them "terrorists"
You starve nearly the entire population
Truly, are you an evil nation!

You have become the monster you once hated
Forcing thousands of people to get amputated
Without even the basic facility of anaesthesia
Do you feel remorse, even an iota?
Seriously, are you no better than those Nazis
Lining up people after people in concentration camps
Having a nice little laugh after committing mass slaughter
YOU are the very DEFINITION of TERROR!!

You have become the monster you once hated
To the core, are you perverted
Sexually harassing and ****** your female prisoners
Making an absolute mockery of justice
Murdering children and babies in cold blood
In you, is there absolutely no good!!

You have become the monster you once hated
Well, now get ready to be hated
By all the decent people in this rather cruel and uncaring world
Your lies will no longer do you any good
Because, the LORD is NOT on YOUR side
After all, you are in bed
With none other than SATAN
Trust me, evil will never win
Therefore, only a matter of time it is
Before your immoral reign finally ends!!
My latest poem denouncing the evil actions of Israel towards the beleaguered Palestinians.
Tariq Al Jun 2024
She breathes in smoke
It deflates her spirit;
She then exhales a flame
While her eyes are red

The world is a strident grave
And life is a pungent breath
While anonymity is her steed
On the highway to a promise

God forbid, it vanishes!
Her soul, the little grace
A mourning dove reveals
As traumas darkest secret.

Heaven, in silent grief
Adorns a rosy crib:
Her feet at its river
And her head by its sea!
Tariq Al Jun 2024
For the weak, for the ******
Who hears their sacred plea
When their souls are in flames?

Who testifies to the carnage
The dusk of tyranny wrought
Upon a stand of hollow men?

Who bears such celestial wings
To lift humanity unto a peak
And defy the gravity of froth?

Who, thus, shall pen in song
A tune of woe – its chapter raw
To rouse, the foretold Saviour!
Tariq Al Jun 2024
We gave them day
They gave us night;
It was not forthright
They bore a disguise

Where is delight?
It fled, with them in sight!
Where is mirth?
It wilted with plight!

There is plague:
A demon’s hour,
A century’s fever,
Unkind to all men

The wells run dry
The olives take flight
And heritage – lies
Everything – dies

What is this Hour?
We’ve been disowned:
Citizens of paradise –
Al-Aqsa is our Home!

Our refuge with God,
Our shade under wings;
A symphony of hope –
Trembling in our souls:

‘From the river to the sea
From the river to the sea
Palestine will be free –
From the river to the sea!’
Tariq Al Jun 2024
Genuinely, I voice
Ever to the listener
News for the soul;
Only by a cypher
Cutting through
Infantry of waves
Declaring to all:
End the madness!
Tariq Al Jun 2024
The Pharisees casting stones
In ostentatious long white robes
From where they don’t preach – that
Mighty ain’t made from sword.
Drab be the low – dusted!
A modern day they call it:
So they drop shells and bombs
(MODERN DAY WAR FARE!)
We wait for the Armageddon
Bound in our own backyards
For it will not be too long
From wonted neighbor to vile foe
A wild cry: Long live to none!
Or so it shall be, for all mortals.

— The End —