The Fall Of War
How many lost people will lose so you could gain
Is it possible for you to make the Earth spin faster?
How much will they pay for your mistakes?
Could you sleep better if you were sane?
Oh America
Why pray to a flag?
It won't wrap you up and keep you warm
Why set the times for you to fight?
When you fall asleep, you won't dream with clocks under your arms
Oh America
Destiny isn't charted or drawn
Faith is an imagination
Hope is a give and take kind of thing
Domination is your mostly likely flaw, but I hate it
Oh America
Stop
Drop your weapons
Prepare for immediate death
Heaven's gate has closed
Your God has no time to save you
Stop I said
America, no one can tell the time when judgement day will come
Hell's fire will stream stronger and shine
Russia, China, Afghanistan, and Iraq will push America to the front of the line
All countries of war, your mistakes have been paid for, and you are dead and gone
Now you are all one in a new America
poem by Tamisha Bellamy
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