Some Gothic political poetry from a 1990s jihadist:
The spring of change needs blood to rain down,
It requires the irrigation of the gardens with blood.
Valuing the blood of the people of the past
Requires the price of human blood.
Each drop of it has become a Nile of the dawn’s blood;
The Pharaohs want to fill the Nile with blood
As Charles Cameron points out, "The poem is six lines long, and there is not a line of it that does not contain the word blood."