The Root Of All Evil (C) 8-22-09 Poem by Zahir Kijani

Evil’s stronghold his roots his strength and spear and shield.
Peacefully printed no one can doubt Washington’s stand.
Currently twisted all the way around like the bird of the northeast
Demonically it stands imbedded inside subliminally watching Adam’s beloved
But the “first? ”
The King’s star spells out the name around Pharaoh’s tomb.
Thirteen in everything, the bird carries the arrows and olive branches.
Brightly Satan sits above it but not in presence but in aura and symbol.
Shines brightly but casts a shadow over his followers
The God of the system of things,
The God of this world,
Yes as it seems blasphemous,
Truthfully in God They trust.