A silent tear falls down his cheek
he knows the end is nigh
A soldier in his heart is he
the world cannot deny.
A chosen one to carry out
part of the master plan
So all will have to listen up
and maybe they'll understand.
He steps onto the busy train
and takes a look around
He sees a vacant seat amidst
the early morning crowd.
Knowing it's the perfect place
for what's about to be
He sets his rucksack on the floor
and stretches out his feet.
This will be his final act
what he's about to do
To take it to the maximum
he knows he'll see it through.
The promise that awaits him
it will not be in vain
'Cause soon he'll be in glory
sharing Allah's reign.
This mission is important
it's how it's got to be
Facing the destruction
that all the world will see;
A sacrifical slaughter
a fate dealt by the hand
Of one whose faith is something
which no one understands.
He laughs within their faces
for soon he know will come
The maimed, the dead, the injured,
the damage will be done.
But he'll not be deserted
for Allah will come through
And give him absolution
for what he's about to do.
A final look around him
he takes in all he sees
The train pulls from the station
filled to capacity.
He wipes the tear of sadness
and swells with dignity
An honour to be chosen
to make the people see.
He knows he'll die in glory
as soon as he detonates
The rucksack that's beside him,
then they can celebrate;
For those that he will kill today
he knows they soon will see
For Allah will unite them
and at last they'll all be free....
© Christina
22nd July, 2005
"Written from the perspective of the terrorist/suicide bombers who struck London two weeks ago on three separate trains and one bus. Hard to write in such a way from a perspective which we cannot begin to fathom let alone understand! To me, as to most people, it is a senseless act of violence, but to the terrorists it's their greatest mission."

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