9/11 Poem.
There were not enough few good men.
One named Saddam. One Bin Laden.
One hid in a hole. One lived it up in a cave.
One existed. One was a ghost? CIA ( **** In Action) the pair.
Fitted up? Framed? Executed without trace?
Lies. Truth's?¿
One found in a hole. Then hung live on TV.
One never seen. Yet buried. Quietly. Dignified. With full honors at sea.
$u$h!
Some was in on it.
Some couldn't get out of it.
No one could or would fight it.
Some lived.
Some died.
Some had to jump!
Some vanished.
Turned into less than dust.
Some told lies, some told more lies.
Wait till you find out the big lie.
No one noticed.
No one cared.
None dared.
None did.
Did you?
Did you?
Really!
Did you?
Hoodwinked was all.
They all hid behind a Bush. And all agreed. $u$h! $u$h! $u$h! Hide behind Bush! $u$h!
Saddam and Bin, NEVER wanted for lives and lies taken and told. 9/11 day.
The President got trapped in a classroom full of kid's. that 9/11 day.
Not knowing what to do.
Trapped like a rabbit in the headlights.
Sat there in full World view.
Tic,Toc,Tic,Toc.
Went the clock.
10 minutes plus more. Still sat there. He where.
After being told: "Sir our Country is under Attack"
"SIR! WE ARE UNDER ATTACK!"
Sat there, staring into a book. Not knowing where to look.
As Country and World was under attack.
In a classroom full of kid's.
Sat and did nothing.
$u$h!
Last word said:
Under all New Word Orders.
IT! must hit the Pentagon. IT! has to hit that office.
THAT OFFICE HIT THE OFFICE!
"Is this a drill? Real life? Or exercise?
GET THE **** OUT OF HERE ARE YOU FOR REAL!
Know what was in that office. At the pentagon. And all will become real.
Too real!
I bet you a Trillion or two.
Its true.