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Date Posted: 19:21:28 09/11/01 Tue
Author: P-rock
Subject: God, Please Make Them a Parking Lot

An attempt to make the world a better place?
I have no time, I have no will to place the bandage on the savage.
I am screaming from the inside out and I'm surprised you can't hear me right now.
I'm screaming in New York and you're in my world, you should hear my noise.
My lungs are filled with the ashes of despair and cough with the loss of my blood.
But I want to see more blood, I want to see it pour from another side of the ocean.
Who can sit where they are and tell me that I'm wrong?
Tell me that, "You should not want to see an eye for an eye".
Did you walk through the dust of the dead and your life today?
Did you watch as the scraps of your world flew threw the air like desperate bodies?
Did you understand that we were held captive in the places where we work?
Places where we come to earn the money that lets us enjoy our lives.
Money that penalizes us in the face of those who were born less fortunate.
Seems God is more to blame than any of us but then, it doesn't seem God is with us now.
There is no face for the anger I feel...only mine...looking in the mirror.
Burns on my face from falling debris, a gash in my leg from a steel bar.
I am in America and I'm screaming from every pain of this god-forsaken Liberty!
God, don't you hear us???
Your children are confused.
They're trapped and dying in the streets.
Do you want to show us where you are or are you waiting until none of us believe you're there?

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