Suicide Bombers

You're no better
Cruel and empathetic, a crowd
of hypocritical beings we call humans.
Stranded to a place where we lie and wait
Lie and wait. You speak of good and mean well,
But I see blood on your hands. Corruption looks
Beautiful to us, we worship evil things though we swear we
Love God. Why do you love God and allow other God-lovers to die?
It's a endless circle: a business industry. Chinese flowers have
Sold their bodies for you, El Salvador's land of beauty is dim-
-inished and its citizens are leaving. People run to and from
Lebanon looking for a fit wedding while in Am-
-erica we sharpen our knives, hoping to wed o-
-ther innocents to their deaths. You're no better,
just another citizen of the world.