He is a jealous neighbor’s glance

Or the bloodthirsty’s war dance.

Or finger pointed at those who don’t belong

Hate feeds his hunger like blissful song

His drums boom when all is lost

His lieutenants collect blood at any cost

With axes hewn of human skin and bone

Into battle he spins a demonic cyclone

With a fiery breath to burn the foolish

Gazan devours ignorance most ghoulish.