While watching a newscast a few days ago on the plight of the poor in the depressed areas of our own United States my heart sank. I watched with sadness as a small child had to provide fish for his family to eat on a daily basis. Times were not always good and the father had to resort to trapping and eating swamp rats as a food source to keep his own family from starving. A mother said that the hardest thing she has ever faced, is to put her children to bed at night hungry.

The sad thing about this whole situation is this. We drop food supplies to a nation we are at war with by the tons. These same people harbor and spawned the terrorists that cold bloodedly flew aircraft into the World Trade center on September 11th, 2001,in NYC Killing above and beyond five thousand Innocent Americans. In my heart I believe that there is a serious injustice done to our own citizens who go to bed hungry each and every night while we feed the dog that bit America on the ass. What about our own people, why don't we drop food to the impoverished of our own country. I believe it would be welcomed. Hell, we drop hay into the frozen northwest to feed animals on the verge of starvation. Are the poor of America worth less than these animals in the eyes of our country? Something to think about eh'? Lets face it, the welfare system does not reach everyone, nor is it available to all.Time to revamp this system, it is time to start caring.

WASHINGTON (AP) - A battalion of Marines trained for counter terrorism and other complex missions probably will be sent to Afghanistan soon, perhaps this week, a senior U.S. official says.

Shock wave:

Osama Bin Laden

knocking’ on my back door

Terror from the skies fightin’ a rag head war

New York City smoking,

Building droppin’

People chokin’

My mouth wide open

Look up twice

sucker blasted the other twin

Destruction from another air -o- plane

People jumping from buildings

on fire an screamin’

man I gotta be dreamin

Fire fighters dyin’

People below cryin'

Ghosts in white running'

Covered with dust watchin’

Themselves bleed

Cant believe what their own eyes see

Just like a scene from a damn horror show

Aint no where to run

Aint no where to go

Smoke like a tidal wave rollin’

Death takin' its toll an'

Turning day black

Takin’ out the Sun

Under attack,

No time to chill,

Can’t stand still,

What can ya say

What can ya do

When your whole life is exploded

By a fanatical fool

No respect

For man woman or child

Just a rogue MAMMA JAMMA gone hog wild

We gotta protect

We gotta survive

We gotta fight back if we gonna stay alive

But this aint a punk on a midnight ride

This was broad daylight and babies died

This is the day the whole world cried

Statue of Liberty even sighed

Fatal morning

Terror came from the skies

This crime demands an eye for an eye

We want bin Laden dead or alive,

Better dead than alive

Hooh!, yeah

Betta dead than alive

We will survive

We must survive

New york city

Will remain alive

September 11 2001

America standin’ together as one

Yeah, brother this aint over,

Til Osama bin laden’s pushing up clover

Hooh!

Shine on momma, shine on daughter

We aint no lamb being led to the slaughter

Brace yourself father, stand tall son

NYC spirits jus’ begun

Liberty an Unity

4- ever – the World will see

The world will see

Peace!

Written- 4 - Nemo da Kid

By Boondocker

The Old time Rocker

Jus’ another 10 to 7

Wal-Mart stocker

HooH!

…Chill…

10/01/01

“How ‘bout that”