Well, I for one like the poem. It is a tad difficult to read, but I for one agree with the message. Its good to see not everyone is blind and blinkered...
I wrote my own poem a while ago... Its still a work in progress (poetry isnt something you have to write from begining to end, so bits may likely appear in all places in the finished work. Also, if you are a subscriber to the "poems have to rhyme and be set out uniformily" school, dont bother reading. (Kudos to anyone who can pick up ALL the allusions - there are a few)
Into the valley of death rode the 6000
Yet will I fear no Ill
For thou art with me
Andy they Rod and Staff me comfort still
And God Bless America
Land of the Free
Home of the Brave
Heart of the American Dream
Of the American Nightmare
Home of the fearful.
Freedom burns like a torch, a flame,
An inferno that has burnt itself out.
Where are the Free?
Why have we taken their Land?
Are we the Free?
Is this our Land?
O Superman, O Judge, O Mum and Dad
There are no more superheros,
We have killed them.
There is no more justice,
We have killed it.
There is no more family
We have torn it to shreds
O Superman, O Judge, O Mum and Dad
No Superheros to prevent it.
No Justice to fix it.
No Family to make it all better.
But it doesn’t matter, because here come
The Planes. They’re American Planes.
Made in America.
Smoking or Non-Smoking?
They’re all smoking now.
The Planes are smoking.
The City is smoking.
Freedom is smoking.
The Dream is smoking.
The City that never sleeps is woken up.
The twins like matchsticks burn and fall.
Images etched onto the mind.
The angels of death swooping in from on high
Releasing their firey fury.
The scar in the heart of the City.
In the heart of Finance
In the heart of the modern world?
The steel valiantly reaching skyward
As if it were opposing the collapse
A cross in the middle of the chaos?
A sign from God?
Stars and stripes waving every corner, every building,
Every hand waving the star-spangled banner.
Oh say can you see, by the dawns early light?
America shot in the Head. Shot in the heart.
America collapsing just like the twins.
We want our superheroes now.
We demand justice!
I want my mommy!
The scholars and the wise men warn against war
But the masses led by the fools bey for blood.
For Osama. For Taliban. For Afghanistan. For Islam.
For anyone, so long as its blood!
Any colour, so long as its black!
An eye for an eye makes the whole world
Blind! But its no use, men are blind with anger
There are no eyes to take, hate has singed them
Out! We will make no distinction between
The Terrorists and those who harbour them.
No distinction between Terrorists and Islam.
No distinction between Islam and Turbans.
No distinction between right and wrong.
But who cares, because we are America!
And we can do what we want, and that is right!
And God Bless America. And Fuck everyone else.
They hit our Military Nerve Centre. Of course
We have to slaughter them.
Because we’re free, and its our right to chose.
And what about them?
They chose to attack us. We’ll bomb them
back to the stone age.
But they weren’t free to chose!
Who cares! They attacked us, we will kill
Every last one of them.
Strike Back! Revenge! Nuke the Bastards!
Osama bin Fucking Laden.
Then the Lamb opened the Seventh Seal
And silence covered
A Ring A Ring of Rosies!
A Pocket Full of Posies!
A Tissue! A Tissue!
We All Fall
"It is not for him to pride himself who loveth his own country, but rather for him who loveth the whole world. The earth is but one country, and mankind its citizens." - Bahá'u'lláh