Reading the F#$@king Papers

I was there when the planes hit the towers
turning the sky black
that sunny morning
in September.
And it rained down fire and ash.
creating so much death and destruction
in a city known for it's
living and hard love
George took us to war to war
and sought revenge
out of anger
upon the wrong bully
who humiliated his daddy
many years ago-
just hadan old score
to settle.
Now, we have another 2000
to mourn of our own
with God who knows how many innocents
on the other side,
all sharing the same
black body bags-
freedom bags I call them.
Osama, you have created such a mess
in your quest to turn back the clock
and padlock peoples minds.
But I think the cat
is out of the bag
and catch you we will
if we happen to
stumble upon you,
but I hope it is not
the last thing we do
in our mission to free the world
from its own deception
and make it safe
to spread our own brand
of happiness
to be imposed
upon the unwilling
of the world.