America
What r u doing, America?
Ain't u crazy enough?
Ain't it funny for u?
U thought a new life was to start on September, 11?
There was so much blood on the streets,
so much sorrow & ash. I remember.
There was hardly a tear,
U were weeping, I hear it. I know it.
U were scared to death,
All your stripes and the stars
Were throw out & torn in a moment.
People seemed to be praying,
Bush & Queen, Smith & Wesson were praying,
Asking Lord for the goddamn forgiveness,
Just staring.
No matter how strange can it be,
But we also were praying.
No matter your pride.
We did. Do you hear? I say it.
My views haven't changed,
But your anger & pressure just blow me.
I look at the map in my room &
I don't want to see you or know you.
U expose we are wrong with Chechnya,
U suppose, we are vandals. U're sure.
But the only real thing: we possess it, that's all.
Did u know it?
And Iraq is not yours. Put your weapon here.
Step off.
Leave the children alone! What u want?
Need some oil to rot?
TV & UN can do nothing. U fucked them.
Ukrainian soldiers start marching.
U bought them. (Oh, God, you'll smash them!)
We will never accept u.
Your threats will not scare.
Another Cold War? – Ok. We'll prepare.
Till your ships in the sea,
We got some planes in the air.
Oh, afraid of the planes?
Then shut up & play fair.
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