I've been working on more blasphemous poems, and might end up with enough for another chapbook on that theme. This zejel shows what I think of any kind of supposed Islamic reform that's based on "interpretation".

Magic Carpets

Islamic landmines detonate,
Exploding scriptures viscerate;
Reformists claim: "We'll solve it, mate!"

"Interpretation, that's the key!
Jihadists swagger lazily
In minefields, irresponsibly,
And trigger blasts of blood and hate."

"They simply need to reassess;
Our dissonance will fix this mess:
Delusions spun as faithfulness;
We'll show the world Mohammed's great!"

"A passage claims he raped a kid?
And people copy what he did?
An irksome mine, and better hid...
We'll carpet over Aisha's fate!"

"A verse denouncing Jews as thieves?
The word of God, Islam believes;
Another mine our scripture leaves!
We'll lay a carpet, set them straight!"

"Disarm the mines? It can't be done!
Accept Mohammed lied for fun?
That's heresy! The stuff we shun!
I'm sure our rugs will bear the weight..."