Pack your bags little child
You're leaving now, you're getting out...
Why do we just stand by and watch,
When we should be concerned instead...
Standing on the floor
Hearing the crowd roar...
Don't mess with me,
The RapMasta is coming back...
Red yellow purple and blue
in my head I'm next to you...
~*I wrote this poem the day that the terrorists...
There's a hole in the world tonight...
I have known you for fourteen years
And that is why I am standing here in tears...
Tonight while I was in my bed,
I was thinking about today...
Joan Jett
Steve Miller...
I wonder at night before I fall asleep.....
When will that day come, when will you ask...
Terror, making brutal waves around the world,
Some dark powers deviously support its growth...
Here and there
we'll see the sunset...