September11th, The Squall

September11th, The Squall So worn, so torn are we So much that it is hard to see Riches given. Cloaked in a pillar of smoke. An apple rots in a pile It's hard to feel the warmth of a smile. Birds of prey pluck the sweetness of blood, sweat, and tears In its place leave the dead, and the livings worst fears. In the name of Allah a done deed On a nation's fears you feed, Like a hunter sneering at its prey In sheep's clothing you slay, Helpless lambs in a flock grazeing, You came in engines blazeing!! Your methods are Hell raising!!! Though you break bread Mouths go unfed, Your methods called holy, swearing to your creed Know this the Lamb will rise indeed. For like the growing tide, Though at times we lose our stride, We will wreck your walls! We will smother your squall!! We will not stop till you fall!!! Forever you will hear us call!!!! Liberty and Justice for all!!!!! In time of anger, wrath, Let us not forget the path, Set aside for all in the first days. Let us, brothers, sisters, friends, peers, Take the streets to fight fears. Hold tight protect our human right, Remember what our fathers wrote in black and white, Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness!! Let these be your guide, Hold those weapons by your side. Be hope to a nation worldwide. Smiles, kind words have never been so jaded. Silence rings in a world faded, Never has it been, so degraded!! so invaded. So infiltrated with Violent thoughts of death! Stop take a breath Let the dust fall. Don't hate those who to Allah call, Look to your enemy The man that uses the name in vain is a fraud. As you stand in these streets, fleets, meadows, hills. Though we may be worn and torn, REMEMBER children, brothers, sisters, friends, peers, LOVE knows no boundaries, it has no fears, Believe in it and you will see A Nation shining Free. Written December 27th, 2001 © on Feb 05 2002 03:33 PM PST   beat • spiritual