The Death of America
Dear Mr. President,
How wise of you to let America the land of the free and the home of the
brave suffer in the same warfare you put our troops through. How coward of you
to hide in the nick of time while your precious country be destroyed by the very
people you gave our money to. How selfish of you to keep all Black, White,
Spanish, Japanese, Asian, and Philippine soldiers in Iraq just so you conquer
another piece of land to fill your void for power. How ignorant of you to even run
for president when you know all you bring to this state is chaos. Have you thought
of the thousands of family members that were relatives of the September 11th
victims? Why would you leave the people of Hurricane Katrina to die while you
rest peacefully on a trip playing golf? You call yourself a president I call you
hypocrite. Why would you want to bring about the destruction of all the American
citizens that elected you as their leader? The death of America has come about
the end to mankind as we know it. For those fools who elected you Mr. President
thanks to you they have dug they're early grave. I have just one question to ask,
have you even noticed the death of this country? I don't believe you have. Your
head so far up in the sky you didn't realize that the death of America was you.
Copyright © Janay Benjamin | Year Posted 2006
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