Why
terrorists profess
their targets are not innocent
yet they engineer sneaky devices
to awaken the dogs of gloom.
Why
all that runs
opposite to their fabric
is unholy for their mind.
Why do they hold
a Rosary in one hand
and violence in the other.
Why
hiding behind
the fungus of hate
they rape
the sanctity of life.
Why
their road to bliss
litters with lingering bitterness.
Why they are
merchants uncivilized.
Why
they are trained
in the school of anarchy
which blooms
as deadly nightshade
on the fringes of fallacies.
Why
they talk of harmony
but plan genocide.
Why
they cannot see
the ecstatic dance of peacocks
and across a borderless horizon
the dove flying.
Why
do they promote the twisted agenda
of insanity.
Why
do they love
the catechism of ruin.
Why do they commit outrages
which are futile.