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Nightmare On Bourbon Street

Jazz clubs sleazy pubs cajun food for every mood the party place wears a different face some say "disgrace" looting polluting murder and rape there's no escape from judgement day where you'll pay an even worse fate than that of "Kate" Sodom and Gomorrah a tale of tragedy the Bayou has now become the Dead Sea littered with bodies and lost memories which of these will the thieves seize please wake me shake me tell me it was a dream and not a recurring theme of my constant nightmare where we no longer care about our fellow man just the governments plan to rape and destroy the ground Mother Nature didn't lay down but fought back with a vicious attack however we won't learn until we all burn from the gas and rockets that keep emptying pockets the nightmare continues the visions even crisper let's just hope and pray Kate doesn't have a sister..... My heart and prayers go out to all those who were affected by this tragic event. It saddens me that we continue to destroy our ecology, and think that it doesn't effect our world. Hopefully we will learn before it's too late...peace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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