Blood vows no belief until it spills
The truest voice of faith is fear
In Sunni Arab fief Persian ill instills
Shia shade of dare so nuclear!

A severance of a thousand years
Is growing flagrant all the more
Sworn foes of today were once brothers
Who baptize faith’s metaphor with gore!

Since Arabs found a Jew comrade
Who has one of those nuclear toys
There is new faith in an old renegade
And no more fear from the Persian ploys!

For the nuclear pride and its pious prejudice
More blood will spill until they create
O’er sands of fear, tomb of their nemesis
The Nuclear Faith Of Hate’s Caliphate!

© 2020 Vikas Chandra