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Poetry For These Trying Times

American Poem


Osama Bin Laden, your time is short; We'd rather you die, than come to court.

Why are you hiding if it was in God's name? Your just a punk with a turban; a pathetic shame.

I have a question, about your theory and laws; "How come "you" never die for the cause?"

Is it because "you're a coward" who counts on others? Well here in America, we stand by our brothers.

As is usual, you failed in your mission; If you expected pure chaos, you can keep on wishin'

Americans are now focused and stronger than ever; Your death has become our next endeavor.

What you tried to kill, doesn't live in our walls; It's not in buildings or shopping malls.

If all of our structures came crashing down; It would still be there, safe and sound.

Because pride and courage can't be destroyed; Even if the towers leave a deep void.

We'll band together and fill the holes, We'll bury our dead and bless their souls.

But then our energy will focus on you; And you'll feel the wrath of the Red, White and Blue.

So slither and hide like a snake in the grass; Because America's coming to kick your ass!!!



Nostradamus Prophesy

In the City of God there will be a great thunder, two brothers torn apart by chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb. The third big war will begin when the big city is burning. On the 11th day of the 9 month that...two metal birds would crash into two tall statues...in the new city... and the world will end soon after - Nostradamus - 1654