When I see the images of the rioters

My heart sinks beneath their outrage.

What hatred fuels this fire?

Who did this? Who set them up?

Who fanned the flames? Was it staged?

By those who suck the black blood of my mother?

Evil, parasitic reptiles, snaking across the desert

Spitting fire and death and disease.

Together we will slay it. In conflict, we cannot.