MIRACULOUS TRAGIC COMEDY OF ERRORS

The building collapsed when I was inside

Was it a hurricane, tornado or tidal wave?

Maybe a jet driven non-infidel slave

Eyes wide open, mouths agape, in a dark, dank cave

Oh damn, what in the hell am I thinkin'

I'm still alive, surrounded by scraps

Of the living and the dead, everywhere

But how could I see in the black darkness?

A miracle?  Or was I dead?  No, I'm alive!

I was alive, living in a murdered building

I didn't know then what I know now, jive

Now, A or H fissionary, fusionary, neutronic bling bling

It is not about God or Ala or the pleroma

Discuss this, property ownership and material

The matter, the source of dispute in a coma

Put your head on the choppin' block pal

The sneaky get the job done, in every case

The soft underbelly of the freemen is targeted

By the girlymen who want what they believe

Is their property, endowed by their destructive creator

What?  What?  Mo was a fierce warrior?

The Nazarene turned his cheek to even the score?

One would kill, one would be killed

The followers, like lemmings follow, soon chilled.

- - Anoni Muss   http://www.barackhusseinobama.com/