Osama Can You See Poem by Lost River

I remember when you attacked us, in our own land
It seems like only yesterday...
When so many... thousands of my brothers and sisters laid
The wounds you left... cut us so very deep
Still on our minds...
Most likely forever... we'll keep

Yes... We had tried to be good neighbors
Foods, medicines, dams floods controlled.
But for our own tears?
They've just endlessly flowed...
And
For our torn hearts.... bleeding,
For our souls.... pains beyond pains.... and sad...
Yet, from with in comes something,
That you never knew we had!
Love for our country
United... heart to heart
And when needed... hand to hand

Hurt us... yes...Yes!
Yet together we still stand
Well... Old Rett Buttler said....He said it best for us... Frankly Osama...
We now don't give a Damn
You've opened such a Big Can of Worms
Our Only Warning For The Taliban's

So we're still burying our dead... and crying... and...(oh,)
Some more flowers, and tears on their graves...
This is why we came to teach you about
The Homes of The Brave

And so
By the Dawns Early Light...
The Rockets Red Glare...
The Bombs Bursting in Air...

Osama Can You See?

Our Flag is Still out There...
And con-quer we must...
For our cause... it is just....
And this be our mot-to.........
In God is always our trust....

And that star-span-gled banner......
In tri-umph still waves.......
Over the Lands of the Free..........
And the Homes of the Brave..........