Poet’s Note

Dear Reader,

This poem stands as a literary warning against the convergence of three destructive forces. I have deliberately kept the verses free of direct scriptural references so the imagery and rhythm may speak on their own. The biblical foundations that shaped my perspective are offered here separately for those who seek them.

The themes draw from Scripture’s repeated warnings against godless ideologies, spiritual deception, and enmity toward the Jewish people and the covenant God made with them. Key passages include Psalm 2 (nations raging against the Lord), Genesis 12:3 and Zechariah 2:8 (blessing or cursing Israel), and Ephesians 6:12 (our struggle against spiritual powers of darkness).

May the poem stir reflection, and may the accompanying truths bring clarity.

In solemn witness,

The Poet

In shadowed halls where freedom’s light grows dim,

A treasonous trio weaves its venomous hymn.

Communism, the serpent with egalitarian guise,

Devours the soul while promising paradise.

It levels the towers, shatters the chain,

But forges new masters in iron and pain.

Class against class, in endless red flood,

It drowns the individual in rivers of blood.

Beside it strides Islam, the crescent blade drawn,

Veiled in submission from dusk until dawn.

Conquest in verses, from Mecca it came,

To claim every land in Allah’s holy name.

No tolerance blooms where the faithful decree

That infidels bow or cease to be free.

Jihad whispers soft in the ear of the weak,

While minarets rise over silenced critique.

And linking their hands, the ancient curse unfurled—

Anti-Semitism, the venom that poisons the world.

It hates the chosen who gave law and light,

The root of the West, now marked for the night.

From Bolshevik purges to fatwas proclaimed,

From campus chants to pogroms enflamed,

It scapegoats the Jew for the dreamers’ own fall,

A dagger eternal, aimed at us all.

O trio of treason, you dance in the fray,

Marx, Muhammad, and hatred in grim cabaret.

You cloak your alliance in justice and faith,

Yet breed only chaos, decay, and wraith.

Where reason once reigned, your shadows converge,

To topple the pillars that liberty urged.

Beware, free peoples, this venomous three—

United in darkness, they come for the tree.

Stand firm in the light, let truth be your sword,

Expose the alliance, its treacherous hoard.

For history echoes with graves of the blind,

Who welcomed the trio and lost heart and mind.