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It’s scary how easily the American
people can be manipulated to the point that they
find the death of entire families a hoot;
How we can sit in front of the tv set with chilli dogs and fries and cheer the death of others
like we’re watching theSuper Bowl.
And it’s a tribute to psychosis
how America can
unleash mass destruction
in “an attempt to prevent mass destruction,”
in the name of God.

Can’t you see that many of
“those fuckers with laundry on their head"
were children just like your own?
Do you really believe the U.S. could unleash destruction like we saw and not kill children?

Rumsfeld--Well, [shit] happens.
But shit don’t just happen,
you allowed it to happen.
You made it happen!
You cheered it on!!
Consider that
as the children bleed
and you're admiring
the beauty of “Shock and Awe.”

Think about
your children as "collateral damage."
Think about
them screaming in horror
while you're helplessly watching
their limbs being blown off.
Think about
them desperately reaching out to you for comfort
as life slowly drains from their tiny bodies. 
Think about that picture,
then ask yourself,
who's really the terrorist?

Where has America gone?
Who’s left to standup for justice and humanity?
God Bless America?
You'd have to be a fool to think God
is gonna bless America for what we’ve done;
for choosing Standard Oil over Justice,
and Exxon over God himself.
In God we trust?
How dare you blame this atrocity on God!
It is in Bush you trust:
You trust Bush
that God has entrusted you to blow off Iraqi arms
and wrap them around you
to enable them to embrace your benevolence.
And you trust Bush
that you must lovingly pluck out their eyes
to enable them to see the wisdom
of viewing the world through your own.
And you trust Bush
that in the name of all that is good
you must slaughter their children
in a desperate attempt
to provide them with a better future.
And you trust Bush
that you must rape their land and steal their
wealth in order to allow them to choose the
government of their choosing-- (so long as they
choose the government that Bush chooses for them to choose).
And you trust Bush
that you do all this in the name of American
charity.

You also trust Bush
that God will bless America,
but this Ain’t America,
America is the land of the free, and home of the
brave;
The land of just souls who freed their slaves.
No, this is not America,
This is Bushland--
The land of small pox infected blankets;
The land of public lynchings and
church–place bombings;  
The land of imprisoned Japanese Americans;
The land of corporate murderers.

Yeah,
God Bless Bushland!
The land of the free and home of the slave;
The land of My Lai, and Calley’s mass  grave.
And you trust that
God will bless Bushland?

Well trust this–
You are blind, my friend.

    Eric L. Wattree, Sr
     wattree.com