Colin F. Jones


Civil uprising! No country exempt,
In the future takeovers; the great cultural event,
For there is in our soils an ill gotten seed
More profuse and more toxic than natural weed.
Dormant it lay seething and foul,
Until carefully uncovered by the Islamic trowel,
But now buildings explode innocent people die,
Yet still they are nurtured until its to late to ask why.
Thus our countries divided will bury their shame,
In the civil wars that follow to establish the name,
Of the religion victorious, the false or the true,
Or the true or the false, (whatever suits you),
Because mark down my words this future unrest,
Will be caused by the foe who is currently our guest.