Ishallahshaheed's Last Note to Mommy

The blessed release of the very last words of Samir Khan.

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Cry baby cry, make your mother sigh.

I still remember those nights when I first arrived in Yemen. I was weeping profusely because I literally had left everything and was embarking upon a new chapter in my life, in hopes that my past sins would be erased
Samir sins remain it was he who was erased ;-)

And one last note to mommy.

Please excuse me, O love of my life.
You have always been a mother of mercy.
Forgive me for the errors of my days,
And pardon me for that phase.
I know that I have wounded your heart,
Since I frequently experience the same dart.
But Paradise is calling me to conquer my fears
Thus I flew across the sea leaving you in tears…
Please excuse me, and don’t say
That I separated myself from you to play.
How is it that I separated my soul
From the one who kept me from the cold?
How is it that I make you cry,
When you are the one most precious to my soul and eye?
You are more precious than the day which my heart loves
As the thought of you gathers the most beautiful doves.
If you knew all the facts
You would certainly relax.
So lend me your compassion,
As I explain myself in succinct words of expression.
Mother, the Muslim’s humiliation is called peace,
And the heedless Rulers have put the Ummah up for a lease.
Mother, the Regimes of Sabotage have gathered on our land,
Sinking our Ummah›s nobility to that of sand.
Mother, Palestine is the little child under the rubble,
And her grieving mother can only be heard in a bubble.
Mother, I can’t let this humiliation continue,
Allowing the disbelievers to rape our Nation in the holiest of venues.
The enemy will shout, yell and scream
But I will continue to let my heart beam
For I have put my worries behind my nation›s,
Preparing myself to leave all of life's stations,
Even if it means that I fight and die,
Without saying goodbye.
Mother I want to be above all of the strife,
So please excuse me, O love of my life.
LOL! What a vag.

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Posted by: Howie at 11:16 AM

Comments

1 At some point, the jihadist prose becomes boring. All we hear is: Palestine, blah blah blah. Zionists, blah blah. America is Satan blah blah. Good grief. Does an original thought ever cross the mind of these Takfiris?

Posted by: Captain Harlock at December 03, 2014 11:59 AM

2 What mind? His only thoughts were to destroy.

Posted by: Kafiroon at December 03, 2014 12:08 PM

3 Maybe somebody will send her (mother) a hand full of dirt. Here be your son, nothing but a pile of dirt. Was he worht-it. You came to America for freedow and all you have is a pile useless dirt. May God have good for your Soul, because allan did not.

Posted by: daryl d duke at December 03, 2014 12:23 PM

4 It such a waste....He could Rhyme as good as Jessie Jackson and Maybe....even Al Sharpton.......

Posted by: KIM at December 03, 2014 12:47 PM

5 He didn't mention his "pet" goat? How embarrassing for him.

Posted by: Nigel West Dickens at December 03, 2014 01:57 PM

6 Welcome to the Dead Poets Society.

Posted by: Carpe Diem at December 03, 2014 02:07 PM

7 May God have mercey for his soul, because allan did not.

Posted by: daryl d duke at December 03, 2014 03:07 PM

8 5 He didn't mention his "pet" goat? How embarrassing for him.
Posted by: Nigel West Dickens at December 03, 2014 01:57 PM

Who do think he wrote the note too?

Posted by: The Man from Athens at December 03, 2014 03:48 PM

9 What an idiot.

Posted by: Alex at December 03, 2014 09:51 PM

10 Really not worth too many words for this dirtbag, other than Good work troops, kill more of them! KILL ALL TERRORISTS!!!

Posted by: JusCruzn at December 04, 2014 07:50 AM






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