Bottled up and boxed in
Again and again
They try to get out
Banging fists on the walls

Shouting till they are hoarse
beating and kicking
The unmovable borders
Till they are senseless

Tempers so frantic
Full of hatred

In such a state
Humane and humanity
Have lost all its pity

Why do we ask them
To consider
Our side

They are the monster
That grew out of dispair

Samson in agony
One last act
Calls out for revenge

Now they have made
A religion
Of such heroism

shimon weinroth

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-new-religion-terrorism/