Flames of emotional smoke fans out in all directions to lands of unfreedomed countries and fevered hands...
Blinded by torment and death.
Where may one find solice and peace? ...
Mayhaps in Germany or Japan or even Greece?
Muck raisers of desparity unleashed...
Terrorist's be thy yon culprits of many crazed and diseased.
Starvation and Aids infests Africa's lands...
No help of money from wealthy of hands.
World wars brought about by a President oned Bush...
Bloodshed all troops bathed only in puddles of deathly an unobserved AMBUSH.
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inTENse tail of bushwacking, indeed, Michael Jeffrey! FJR