Under Siege

When houses go boom,
It"s no longer a war.
It"s just some dork,
With his boing at the door.

He hates the US,
He thinks they are creeps.
But slaughtering civilians,
Won"t make him God-blessed.

I only wish for
His soul to be forgiven.
For he"s only a madmen,
Blinded by evil.


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