The
terrorists hide
In
the sheep clothing to ride
Under
the disguise of religion
They
light up the sky
The
leaders plot campaigns
They
don't sacrifice their lives
They
send in the artless first liners
Promising
these youths paradise
The
youths hit the target
They
blow themselves to kingdom come
The
pieces of life scattered into thousands
What
paradise when death take away?
The
broken dreams of life
The
suicide bombers think of paradise
The
leaders plot campaigns hiding away
They
enjoy the gifts of life
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