A Message from Afghanistan

You want to set our women free
And make us accept democracy.
Perhaps you do not understand
Our quest for a pure Islamic land.
We seek God's holiness,
But everything you do
Is filth and lies and blasphemy,
The endless lust
Of people filled with vanity!
How we detest
The glamour and the freedom of the West!
Go back to your America -
If you do not leave
We really will make sure you grieve.
The torment of hell
Awaits the hapless infidel!

poem by John Thorkild Ellison
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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