The jigadic marauders put
All the ancient civilisations
From India to Mediterranian
To the sword mercilessly.
They could take the pride
For all the vandalism inflicted
On the ancient cultures and monuments.
What their forefathers sowed
Reap the great grand children now
Wherever they settle down
They won't rid these jigadic thoughts.
For all the misdeeds of some
Many innocents pay the price.
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