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MURDEROUS POEM
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MURDEROUS
POLITICIANS
There
was a Nation!
The
richest Nation!
The
richest Nation in World!
Where
gold and oil could be found!
Then
one day a bunch of politicians,
With
rifles and guns in their hands!
Found
out about the Native American Indians' riches,
And
their wars soon began!
As
the Mountains became dust piles,
And
the rivers became of toxic mud!
The
greed for gold took over,
As
families of the Native American Indians, died in their dust!
Nationalities
by the thousands,
Were
being slaughtered each day!
As
the white men’s need for gold,
Traveled
in the woods each day!
As
the Native American Indian’s land was being taken,
It
was only being given away!
To
other Nationalities of Nations,
To
ever who wanted to take, away!
Once
the richest Nation in the World,
Is
now the poorest Nation on land!
Very
few Native American Indians live,
Where
their ancestor’s land was grand!
Where
the Native American Indians lived!
Now,
there are no more animals, trees, gold, or oil!
Now
the murderous politicians have traveled,
Upon
other Nation’s soil!
Afghanistan
and Iraq,
Are
just only a few!
For
many more Nations,
Will
soon bow down to the fools!
But
as each Nation gets weaker,
One
day they will all fall!
Into
the hands of a bunch of murderous politicians,
Who will leave nothing behind, when their gone….
WRITTEN BY, I, ON FEB. 13th, 2010 3:20 P.M.
THIS MURDEROUS POLITICIAN
POEM HAS
NO COPYRIGHTS, AND IS HEMP
FREE FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN USE. BUT, IF YOU USE THIS POEM, FOR A SONG,
ECT., PLEASE WRITE, "WRITTEN
BY; THE ONE WHO CARES, ABOUT YOU...."
Written by the President of “HEMP PUBLISHING COMPANY®”
No
Copyrights©2009
No Copyrights are for the whole World to
read AND TO USE….
&
P.S?
SHOULD I STOP WRITING?
OR IS IT WORTH MY TIME IN THEIR JAIL, TO TRY TO SAVE THE WORLD?
AND TO KEEP ON, SPEAKING OUT!
THEY WILL NOT WANT ME, IN THEIR JAIL!
FOR MY WORDS, WILL ONLY CAUSE THEM, MORE HARM, IN THEIR JAIL....
