The Unholy Crusade

Through the centuries people have died
Be they young or old,
But more have died in the name of God
Through eons of time untold.

Each zealot takes upon himself to be
A harbinger of death
And wreaks havoc upon the masses
With the Lord's name upon his breath.

The passage of time has ceased to bring
Any sanity to the insane
The crusade will long outlive the crusader
There will be others to kill again.

What is so holy about a crusade
That heralds pain and sorrow
To the countless that perish needlessly
Who'll never see the light of tomorrow.

Did God intend for his cherished flock
To shepherd the weak and tame
Or shed the blood of the innocent lamb
Just to glorify the Lord's name?

~Anwaar N Hassan~

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