Barack Obama Tries To Make

Barack Obama tries to make

The world Islamic as he can

& leave it altered in the wake

Of firestorm and hurricane.

The tide is rising and a flood

Lies in the offing on the path

Of armies bathing in its blood

Immersing in its bloody bath.

The mullahs preach in Teheran

To screech above the risen din

While underground across Iran

Ten thousand centrifuges spin.

Fallujah’s reeling to the shock

Of armies on the march again;

Old ruins are reduced to rock

And lie in rubble on the plain.

And battles rage through Syria,

Hezbollah reigns in Lebanon,

And mobs whipped to hysteria

Search innocents to set upon.

Iran arms Hamas to the teeth;

It fires rockets in their round 

& they dig tunnels underneath

To honeycomb Israeli ground.

& men lined up along the shore

Beheaded are by men in masks

Who go about a gruesome chore

In praise of Allah at their tasks.

Christians, come from Nigeria,

Day laborers at sea are bound

Who’ve failed to meet criteria,

As infidels, forcibly, drowned.

We’ve seen them being crucified

Beheaded, shot, or burned alive;

Mohammedans preach genocide

& let none but their own survive.

While innocents prepare to die

Obama makes his dirty deals

And other nations standing by

Stay deaf to echoing appeals

For mercy as the money pours

In treasure chests, uranium’s

Enriching all opposed to wars

But for — their honorariums.