the martyrs

The Martyrs.

A bullet in his head, dumped in a ditch
the poor misguided youngster who came to
Afghanistan to christianize the Taliban.

Those who came with him on this journey
sit in a mud hut and await their turn, if they
are freed prayers have been answered.

God is great, the executed are martyrs
in the service of his magnitude and thus
the great illusion marches on.

I still would like to know who they are,
those who sent the young ones on this insane
mission; I think they are guilty of murder.