

assphalt, glass and bloodthere on the asphalt among the gravel and glass there lay the corpses after the blast things were so peaceful when a man with the Qur'an close to his breast walked in reaching for the trigger there on his vest a building and people turned to rubble and ash in one fatal moment a people with futures were gone in a flash why did a fanatic have need to do them in why all the hatred what was their sin most the same color, lives and belief their lives are now stolen by the cowards who sent them a thief the thief shatters lives including his own which was ever so brief a tool ofassphalt, glass and blood


Turning Whine to BloodThey fired the first shot in a war without blood one day we stopped whining and together we stood buy into their plan and if you fail you'll pay a fine and do time in jail we gave up our freedom with out a sound we voted for tyranny and tyranny abound you can't buy insurance without a job you can not buy in and to pay for your sin they fine you and throw you in jail they revoke all our rights and our voice they assail they declare war on the news when they don't agree they use technology to keep tabs on you and on me one day we stopped whining and marched on their lawn &nTurning Whine to Blood


America's CancerAmerica's cancer is tyranny spread restricting our freedom like shackles weighted with lead one last poem before the thought police clear these thoughts from my head if we cannot be free then I'd rather be dead hear me you bastards we long to be free if you try to stop us then send me to hell I'll take you with me you've destroyed the contract we had with the past the one written in blood by the architects past you are consumed by your hatred and rage you despise what they wrote there on the page WE THE PEOPLE will rise against you you had a great timeAmerica's Cancer
but now you are th


voiceon a day when it is raining full of darkness and drear we marched on your lawn in the off chance you hear that's not rain on our faces it's our nation's tear crying for freedom but you will not hear we march on your lawn carrying signs our eyes are wide open staring down the dark times we'll vote you out for all of your crimes you passed one bill against all our wishes with more on the way GOD DAMN IT you'll listen you'll hear us this day for if you won't then you'll be on your way with all of your cronies and partners in crime if I had my way I'd end you forvoice
| Rev. Martin Murphy (AKA- FOZNOTS) is a far right Christian Whack-job and proud of it. Rev. Murphy has a website at [link] which is under construction. Rev has worked the following types of jobs over the years: Farm worker Deli worker Paper delivery Fast food employee Injection press operator Kirby salesman explosives plant worker Construction laborer Security Officer for 16 years Radio Technician Retail Satellite technician Rev has enjoyed the following hobbies over the years: Art drawing, painting and other Karate Student pilot Fencing (foil style) Photography and darkroom work Bowling Violin student Computer technology Fly-fishing DIY projects Builder of fine Cigar Box Guitars |
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Nobody gets out of this life alive !
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