I, Jihad Al-Shamie
Am a child of Britain;
And Britain is an act.
(Be resigned to this fact)
The act strains our graces,
Strains the wits of those who
Would, from guilty faces,
in played-out points ask what
Caused me that morning to
Cast derision upon
Supersession of breath
And take vengence upon
Son of Shem or Japheth
So discriminately.
(I, Jihad Al-Shamie
Stand for every Jihad
(And many Al-Shamie))
And what right did they have
And what right they did have
What right, what right is that?
Veni vidi vici
What was it I saw here?
English faces bleeding,
Froze into masks of fear