Another day of ignorance,
A glorious sun and sky,
But all for naught with this offense
The lies are passing by.
In lib’ral chants and on the press,
Without a care so trite,
They repeat the lies with peacefulness,
Their words are never right.
The lies are richly done, like silk,
Core covered with sweet words fair
And sound as pure as fresh poured milk
If it wasn’t for the harm they bare.
Each lie of the same old style
That long ago proved fake,
They must be stupid all the while
Thinking we would take the cake.
The truth’s not here from days gone by
The lies are now their best
Their guilt and shame are carried high
As if by sin obsessed;
As each one speaks - out come the lies
The lies of hate or worse.
On every day throughout the years,
The lies cause them to curse.
Although the truth is always free,
They choose not to partake.
They love the lies to spread with glee.
And never admit a mistake.
Instinctively, they cheer the dead
Caused by al Qaeda in Iraq.
This is what they’ve always said.
These are people whom we mock.
They have not known the cold and heat
And the reality of the fight.
None has felt the sting of defeat
But think they deserve that right
To lie and spread the words of hate
Among the ones who do the deeds.
They call themselves “elite,”
But not so long ago
They were communists of deceit
Pushing treason and woe.
Now they cover these words reversed
But still to al Qaeda give support,
And smear and slander with the worst.
What we should do? Execute or deport.
Monday, October 22, 2007
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