praise be to….

like the aftertaste
of warm vomit
their words
of hate
rot
in their minds
as they kill
the innocent
in the name
of
a most merciful god
with weapons
honed
from the bones
of the most holy saints
they
are the heretics
of old
reborn in the fires
of hell
wrapped
in medieval beliefs
minds
as empty
of reason
as the sea
is deep
pathetic leeches
on the face
of humanity