September 17, 2018

 

Bride of Terrorism

 
 
 

Bride of Terrorism

Far removed from the society of man,
She tucked herself behind a dank and dingy night,
Behind the sound of eager muezzin;
Clad in mascara
And a black disenchanted chador;
a broken frame,
Governed by fears and extremism.
She love her groom but hate the war.
Lumps her weak and slumped breast
Into the mouth of her infant baby,
that beg a question of the world.
Always led through monstrous indignity
Of sexual molestation and violation:
Tortured into compliance and complacence,
Fled from embattled cities into captivity,
This bearer of a caliphate's tales.
What more cruel torture, barbaric killing,
Cursed overture, did her sight grip?
Dovetailing into the night,
Prayer book in arms.






Article © Eddie Awusi. All rights reserved.
Published on 2018-01-15
Image(s) are public domain.


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