TBOJ - The Wall 11

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81:1 Holy Koran:
When the sun ceases to shine;
When the stars fall down and
the mountains are blown away;
When camels big with young are left unattended
and the wild beasts are brought together;
When the seas are set alight
and men’s souls are reunited;
When the infant girl, buried alive,
Is asked for what crime she was slain;
When the record of man’s deeds are laid open
and the heaven is stripped bare;
When Hell burns fiercely and
Paradise is brought near;
Then each soul shall know what it has done.

Sons of Mohammed hear me
Disciples of the Prophet of Old
I, too, saw the transgressions
Of “Christians” and “Jews”
and pagan heathen the world over

Allah sent Mohammed near ye
To keep My family dear to me
To protect the ways of Old
From the falsity of Europea

You may call me Allah
Creator of ALL things
You may call me Yahweh
For the tongue flows smoothly

Jehovah, Jehosaphat, Moses and David
Muhammad on a mountain
Or asleep on the sand
Do you think I care what vowels you use?

I know your hearts, Sons of Abraham
Judge not, for surely ye shall be judged
Ye want to praise the God of History
Yet walk in Azazel’s way

Sons of Mohammed hear me
Respect the fullness of the law
That thou shalt not kill
Not even in My name

For is there not enough murder, my children?
Has Satan not had enough of the spotlight?
Like the Christians, Islam fights among self,
A house divided; come home to David

For all Sons of Abraham dwell with Solomon
His wisdom is said to exceed Imhotep
My temple, Jah Rules All Them
Is torn asunder, shattered like brittle bones