THE DEVIL'S DISCIPLE
The malevolent heed what the malignant say,
And send their converts out to prey;
And like the donkeys, how they bray!
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
Love, compassion, common sense,
Mean nought to them, it's "self-defence",
Disciples of a pious pretence -
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
Maim you, bomb you, shoot you dead,
In your heart or in your head,
In the street or in your bed -
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
They dare not recognise their sin,
These killers of their kith and kin,
But justify the need "to win" -
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
What care they for righteous scorn,
Who live to slaughter on the morn,
The mother and the child unborn?
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
The malevolent heed what the malignant say,
And send the killers out to prey;
And like the donkeys, how they bray!
Is THAT your idea of a hero?
Martin Peacock
Mon 19th Mar 2012 16:49
Nicely nice, this, MC. Love the rhythm of it, and the repetition of the last line is like a succession of hammerblows. Why I think a better title would be 'Defender Of The Faith' I couldn't say though, unless it's because the irony of it appeals to me. Or perhaps it's because whenever I see the word 'terrorist', I think, 'another man's freedom fighter', and this poem definitely doesn't make me want to be anybody's freedom fighter, no matter the cause. Christ, I can be persnickety sometimes. Ignore the cavil: it's still a corker of a poem.