Posted by: Nepe September 2, 2004
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Blood For Blood
I am in a mood for revenge
Blood for blood
Nothing less, nothing more
So today
I am taking hostage of tweleve verses of Quran
And keeping them blind-folded
Waiting for their slaughter
Which verses ?
I don't know
I haven't read them
I don't care
Why would I ?
Did they read the mind of my fellowmen
Before they slit their throats ?
I can't wait to slit the throats of my hostages
And let the fountain of their steaming blood
Splash
On the idol of Kali
I worship
To my content
Tll it cools my blood
Jai Kali !
I am lifting my khukuri
I hear their voices
They are uttering something
I stop
Alright
Let me listen to them
Perhaps they want to speak their last wishes
Let it be
I listen to them
They wanted to be indentified
They wanted to be read out
Alright
Let me do this favor
I read them out
There were my surprises
Some of them were from my Puran
I couldn't do with them
So I let them free
Some were from my Swasthani
Some even sounded like from my Ramayan
I had to let them free
And finally
There was one
I hadn't read anywhere
It wasn't like me
It was different
Thank God !
I have at least one bali to my rage
So I ready myself
I think of nothing but the blood of my fellowmen
And the hand they stained
I am feeling the thirst for blood again
I lift my khukuri
It shines
And for a fraction of a second
I see my own reflection
on it's shining surface
I saw I was wearing a head-banner
That read- Ansar al-Sunna
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