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"A Nations Anger"
Anger, rages, burns inside us,
We become the hate filled beast,
Caged, we pace our mental prison,
Until the Anguish is released.
Poison seeps through our brains,
Like thick black molassis goo,
Adhering itself to our every nerve,
Our feelings caught up in it's glue.
And on and on it beats at us,
Its appetite knowing no end,
Until we satisfy its craving hunger,
With the taste of sweet revenge.
Justice? to put you in a prison?,
Where you eat and shelter free,
You will die in warmth and comfort,
Unlike poor little innocent Leslie,
Pauline, John, Keith and others,
You murdered them all in the cold,
After you tortured those little children,
You threw their tiny bodies into holes.
So one of you died in your comfy bed,
We hope satan came to greet you,
But even he could not create the hell,
That you put these innocents through.
©2003 LCB
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