Essay About Blood Shed And Blood Drips

Exaltation
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Bombs rain down so my people are always on the run
You dont got to be a lingistic to understand the native tongue
Its blood shed, blood drips through there eyes
It hurts so bad as helpless familys must separate with babes left to die
They hold in there anguished and are aroused by anger
But they got no authority to turn to no civilized mayor
There pleas go unheard swept into the sands
Intelligence is prevent because its the gun that makes the man
The jihadist view floods there system
The history books read propaganda to portrait them as the victims
The lies then mold into hatred sorrow
This hopelessness helps me predict bombs will drop tomorrow
But it is in these helpless walls surrounded by water in which I find peace
Subjected to bloodshed and death and proclaimed the middle east
ITS EXALTATION my god of salvation I fill the rhythm its filed with jubilation
They ask how I find peace at uncivilized times
Its because people are still handcuffed for illagidament crimes
Patriot act is a plot to throw down my culture
Whos here to pick up the shattered bones of fallen heroes its only the vultures
Gandi told us before he pleaded and pleaded
He knew the muslim hindi wars would leave us deplected
A accident waiting to happen, a atomic bomb away
Thats what the mass majority considers I stay
But contrary to there statements I feel fine
Content with the fact I know the countrys mine
On a forever quest to achieve are peace
But its impossible if more Americans