vincent armone (1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

camera pans up and follows in disbeliving then BOOM
silence them holy SHIT
sky rains glass and fire, then BODIES
new breaks familys rush to phones, Accident to early to know.
the heros board chariots of red and pray nowing not coming back
as the images of carnage now splashed around the world
and evils laughs the mighty have fallen

A priest dies in pray carried form the dust just gone
the BOOM silence holy shit the world is over
and the charred leap explodeing like bombs
the stuned walk like gray zomdies the heros give up the fight
in full retreated the get not the message
and collaspe is relized
street black, silent the nucler fire lay all twisted

From the lifting gray
come a voice, who there any one alive who there any one
and intermissom gives way all rise second in ten

from the break comes a fight
from those who will die on terms not made from others
to inform love ones of plans
to raise a shit storm to go do down with a roar
even if the out come is blackess

Even in tragedy were secure shape is in penitrable
comes confusion
who did
why did
look it was a rocket
but people were dead
and the axis of evil laughed

Then second round it crashed into the other fire pit
and 3000 persihed in less the two hours
and a nation morned
help from across citys
and candles were lit

Hell beat us down
but we rose from the ashes
and we wont be broken

We are strong and life
and hope
and goodness
will prevail

EVEN AS THE EVIL LAUGHS
BUT THE WILL BURN
AND JUSTICE WILL TRULY BE BLIND TO THERE DEEDS

GOOD BLESS AMERICA