Poetry - Infidels

How dare he dare to write a book
That preaches words of hatred?
And smear our only saviour’s name
And strip him of all that’s sacred.

No, we shall have his tongue for this,
And have his bloody head
A fatwa on this infidel!
Bring him to me dead.

How dare he dare to choose his mind?
And think that he is free?
How dare he poison others minds?
How dare he disagree?

No, God would not permit these sins,
And neither will his men
Let them know one final time,
The sword will beat the pen.