Spiining off its axix
The world has fallen over.
The world has gone mad.
In London animals hunt each other.
No thought to the mother.
Of the innocent fallen.
In Zimbabwe a madman has been let loose.
But in Iraq, Allies are on the loose.
Here to liberate the oppressed Muslims
of an eveil regime.
Only to become no better.
Innocents fall and lie in a pool of crimson.
A military spokesman wipe the incidents aside.
With such a lame excuse.
In Palestine the majority are acged like lions.
Fighting to reclaim the land of thier fathers.
Thje world condems the rockets and thier deeds.
But if America didnt sponsor the Jews.
Their town squares would not be filled with screws and flesh.
Leave well alone my Muslim family.
I am sick of the outsiders that make war.
Turn the Muslim land into a whore.
IMs Iraq for her black spoil.
To the ignorant, I'm referring to the oil.
Ms Afghanistan whose children have led.
Reforming in the land of the clean.
The land of my father.
Afghans stealing his land.
Displaced by the West.
I used to feel sorrow - but I do detest.
The Afghan who trears Pakistan like its thier ownn.
I want to be rid.
Of all things eveil.
I'll act like God
and detroy the West
With foul swoop clear Pakistan of its Afghan invaders.
return it to the land f the clean.
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