Black Oil and Green Money
how could there ever be justification for murder in war...
rational function of hatred, so unsacred
my patience exist no more...
a theory that contradicts the so called sanctity of life.
explosions from soldiers as they mascarade through the night.
left without a trace, no name on an absent face..simply collateral, a victim to the
concept of an aryan race.
extremist zealots leaving religion disgraced.
Dispite a thousand miles traveled we are still moving in place.
a motionless pace...
the notion replaced by emotionless hate...the focus is so irrate...
still we're choosing political fakes,
hacks that choose corporations over the citizens taste.
it is such a disgrace...we just sit back with a conformist smirk on our face?
which only serves to disguise the lies, which allows us to close our eyes.. make
donations which serves to expose our pride...
sunday morning repentants, moans, cries....my child you are forgiven, cleansed
and rest in slumber.
forget the land with the restless summer, forget the others... we aint got ish
invested in them numbers.
if you a child of the sun, much respect cause you are my brother
120,000 dead...god bless their mothers
yet, still i salute, young minds victimized as troops,
he internalize american pride as truth. pride that serves to hide the hell that he
once went through...
no job no dignity, just an option or two, hit the block slang drugs, or a political
the ladder provides benefits so its so hard to resist...he sold his soul for the
bargain...for he understood that the block was no place for his child to
promised land filled with milk and honey, borders explode for black oil and green