I don't like what you've done
I don't like what you've done
you frighten me an yet a part
of me wants you safe an ailing
person filled with regret remorse
or maybe neither do you wonder
the last breath of your victims
have you prayed begged for
forgiveness I begged God to
forgive me for having ears
to hear eyes to witness
your murders seeking solace
for peace I pray for comfort
from wearing wires for the
Fbi pregnant buying weapons
and drugs from corrupt officers
selling drugs for corruption
and gang leaders I kneèl in the
chapel and I heard the lord
saying but he knew elderly
sick persons were confined
to breathing machines when
a mushroom cloud of smoke
covered them he knew
a homeless man lay sleeping
on the floor an yet he took
their lives he knew the young
mother walked away he shot
her in the back he shot again
missing her head I pray for you
only because you are here to
murder me again and again
after the car bomb failed
you hired corruption to slander
me an extort my american poetry
I asked God should i pray for you
are you forgiven he said you are
not human animals are never forgiven
for killing prey it's in your nature
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