The Ayatollah


 Oh yes, we'll shoot a Kurd or two,
 slay a Lur, torment a Jew,
 beat and crush and whip and rod,
 slash and lash and cane and flog,
 butcher and blister and slaughter and batter,
 cripple and throttle and torture and shatter.

 But I am not the hateful man
 that Western papers say I am.
 I'm the Prophet of Peace.  The Righter of Wrongs. 
 The light that heralds the Islamic dawn.
 There's no such thing as a heinous crime
 when its done as devotion in Allah's eyes.

 And if by chance a doubter is caught
 you'll know the old man's hide will rot.
 You'll know how steel can rip through flesh
 and tear the life from a doomed man's chest.
 You'll watch the bubbling crimson gore
 drip down his leg.  So I feel sure

 You understand.  Its Allah's will.
 Although it seems a bitter pill,
 we'll rid this land of the West's disgrace
 and I will build a Moslem state
 upon a river of blood, if needed.
 Allah's wisdom is just, when heeded.