Song of a Terrorist-Song

 Song of a Terrorist

The Speeches were instigating.

The words were thought-provoking.

 

Our history was a mystery.

Today, it is our pride.

 

Every time, I was told about the power of our god

I was motivated to be well-trained

 

I went as a kid but matured as an adult

I was focused on my targets

 

My training ground was exciting

Every shot I fired gave me a sense of freedom

 

I was prepared with the power of heaven

and decorated with bombs

 

I was told that great life waits for me over there

I just ran into the crowd chanting my prayers

 

Everything came to an end by the time I completed my teenage years

I was witnessing dead bodies, blood and people running for their lives; by the time I understood What It was, I was just a dead body

 

Neither was I in heaven surrounded by Virgins nor on earth; I was just torn into pieces; what an unholy death in the name of a holy war.

 

The world calls me a suicide bomber, but I am a teenager who is brainwashed to wash out mankind.

Let my death be a lesson to keep religion in the bay and humanity in the heart. 

 

M.L. Narendra Kumar