Terrorist outfit leader
Is suffering from cancer,
Looking paler than ever,
Chances of his survival are damper.
He killed the inventor of cure for cancer.
Thus killing his last chance at survival.
He put innocent lives at stake and died himself
As part of God’s punishment for his mistakes.
Had he not dropped the bomb,
Burnt the homes or not collapsed the towers,
He would have lived to see another day, but for
Being the slayer of innocent lives, he had to pay.
His gang of terrorists are fighting to take his position
To be the new leader, they’re killing each other.
They chop their accomplices for position of authority,
In turn most lose their life when death plays naughty.
Stupid terrorists! Eclipsing their own fate
Scripting their own deaths.
Had it not been for their acts, the happiness
Of one and all in this world would have remained intact.
If only the miniscule brains of terrorists,
Could digest repercussion of which I speak
Terrorism would never have
Reached this alarming peak.
So Suite yourself terrorists!
(6 August 2006)
.Pd. is here
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/suite-yourself-terrorists/
