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    EARTH'S CRY, HEAVEN'S SMILE (AN AMERICAN TALE)

    Heaven

     

    The title "Earth's Cry, Heaven's Smile" is extrapolated from the Carlos Santana song Europa.

    This piece in no way conveys the messgage of that song nor resembles said song in any way.

     

    Some are reading the newspaper on line,

    while some are on the front lines fighting against the rising tide,

    but, when the levee breaks

    I wonder what it will take

    for us to return to normal again,

    have we ever been?

     

    Can't close my eyes and sleep

    more that a few hours at a time,

    I don't know what on earth is happening to me,

    but everyday, I pray there is some semblance of hope to find,

    while I reside, deep within the dregs of an antiquated society,

    these ghostly images of Lady Liberty

    being raped repeatedly, by members of her own family,

    just won't let me be

     

    I wonder who really wins, though I am fully aware of past sins,

    if that man was truly elected based on the color of his skin,

    or,

    maybe he was the lesser of two evil twins,

    Republicans and Democrats, is that where it's at?

    I remember celebrations Election day,

    that reminded me of a New Year's Day,

    meanwhile, 7, 423 miles from home in Kandahar, Afghanistan

    a 19 year old was being blown away,

    he enlisted to try and escape the urban guerrilla war,

    living in the inner city was so damn bad,

    he accepted a second tour,

    only to die,

    Mr. President, I know you inherited this mess,

    but still, I must ask you why?

     

    Who really benefits from the Afghan-Iraqui occupations,

    maybe the distant relations

    of Pilgrims, man I don't know,

    I just wonder, if the blue bloods were forced to send

    their sons and daughters to war, would they go?

    or,

    would this war be completed by the 6 o'clock news

     

    Seems to me it is easy to choose

    when the life you commit is not your blood,

    it's damn easy to salute the flag patriotically,

    and complain of the so-called liberals holding a grudge,

    but, when the Gulf of Mexico sludge

    taints your quaint shrimp cocktail,

    you complain, dammit that's insane!

     

    A young veteran returns stateside,

    how can he survive?

    war injuries mean he can't walk very far,

    so he begs a friend for a ride,

    to a V.A. that is understaffed,

    brother can't read the fine print in the last paragraph,

    oh we are so sorry sir,

    you are 3 hours too late,

    no bed, no meds,

    brother is only 21 and wishes he was dead,

    just like his friend,

    your see, an air raid siren doesn't matter

    when a mortar is perfectly placed,

    it doesn't matter if you crawl,

    and with each rocket's red glare,

    a liberty that once stood somewhat proud and tall,

    takes a fall

     

    Casting a pall

    on each and every one of us,

    IN GOD WE TRUST,

    I shake my head still,

    I mean, who had the nerve to print the Name of the Supreme

    on dollar bills,

    can't you hear them apple pies smashing

    on the windowsill,

    Sister, I don't want to see Independence Mall

    truned into a strip mall,

    but who is answering the call,

    of those in need, of those who bleed?

    I want to know, I need to know if...

     

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES, DO THE HEAVEN'S SMILE

    WHEN THE PROPHET'S FALL,

    WHO WILL WALK THE REMAINING MILES

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES,

    DO THE DENZIENS OF THE DEEP SHOUT, "SIEG HEIL!""

    WHEN THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE SLOWLY BURNS,

    WHOM DO WE REVILE

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES,

    IS A LOVE DESPERATELY IN NEED OF LOVE DEFILED,

    OVER AND OVER AGAIN,

    IF SO,

    WE NEED TO REDEFINE OUR DEFINITION OF ORGINAL SIN

     

    A little girl can't pledge allegiance to the flag,

    nor can she pary to Our Father,

    but, she can pledge alligiance to the Trojan Horse

    receiving condoms from a school nurse,

    her momma found them in the little girl's purse,

    damn, she is 12!

    what in the hell, are we creating,

    pre-adolescents on line swapping stories about mastrubating,

    Lord knows I am perplexed,

    that a system of justice can eliminate allegiance to the flag,

    and obedience to the Father but show an indifference

    to the crisis of pre-teen sex

     

    And, wasn't Madalyn Murray O'Hair,

    the women who with a lawsuit ended prayer

    in the public schools killed by David Roland Waters,

    a menber of her American Atheists' organization?

    from what I recall it was a grisly situation,

    She, her son and granddaughter were cut into dozens of pieces

    and only idenitifed by dental records and DNA,

    what can we say?

    Her estranged son said and I quote, "She got a sense of power

    having men in her employ who had taken human life."

    Hell, the atheists' that I know very well LOVE life,

    I guess herein lies the proof,

    of what Malcolm X once said about, "chickens coming home to roost"

    Hate is, what hate creates

     

    Tell me brother, who is that man?

    I only see him at the grade school when classes end,

    neighbors say he has no children, family and friends

    refuse to be around,

    is Megan's Law strictly enforced in this small town,

    or do the locals not like the sound,

    of big city folks telling them what to do?

     

    She can't wait to get home!

    Her parents are taking her to see Sesame Street on Ice!

    Lord, a child oblivious to her surroundings

    should NOT have to pay the ultimate price,

    the courts said that he was "rehabilitated"

    yet no one sitting on the court was there when

    the rape and murder of that little girl was initiated,

    God knows if I was there...all I can say is RELOAD!

    again and again,

    Dear God, if death of scum like this man is a sin,

    if the means don't justify his demonic end,

    then,

    cancel my ticket to paradise because I refuse

    to believe by merely "praying and asking forgiveness"

    this dude will be standing next to me at the gates,

    I'm sorry God, I can't relate

    TO THAT!

     

    She cried, blood on her legs, she begged,

    I want my mom!

    she held on for 14 hours,

    she cried, blood on her legs, she begged,

    PLEASE, I WON'T TELL, I PROMISE!

    that fucking fiend,

    pured gasoline on her body,

    and struck a match, he laughed,

    she was burned alive,

    we worry about pedophiles,

    but seriously, maybe it's time for them bastards

    to worry about parents like you and me

    because, I want to know, I NEED TO KNOW

     

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES, DO THE HEAVEN'S SMILE

    WHEN THE PROPHET'S FALL,

    WHO WILL WALK THE REMAINING MILES

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES,

    DO THE DENZIENS OF THE DEEP SHOUT, "SIEG HEIL!"

    WHEN THE RED, WHITE AND BLUE SLOWLY BURNS,

    WHOM DO WE REVILE

    WHEN THE EARTH CRIES,

    IS A LOVE DESPERATELY IN NEED OF LOVE DEFILED,

    OVER AND OVER AGAIN?

    IF  SO,

    WE NEED TO REDEFINE THE MEANING OF ORIGINAL SIN

     

    My brothers, My sisters, My brothers, my sisters,

    you are NOT a CRACKER, you are a MISTER

    I am NOT a NIGGER, I am a MISTER

    You are NOT a FAGGOT, you are a MISTER

    I am NOT a WETBACK, A SLANT, A SAND NIGGER,

    dammit, I am a MISTER!

    And if we cannot give and receive the respect that all of us deserve,

    then tell me what is the meaning of these following words?

     

    "WE HOLD THESE TRUTHS TO BE SELF EVIDENT, THAT ALL MEN ARE CREATED EQUAL, THAT THEY ARE ENDOWED BY THE CREATOR WITH CERTAIN UNALIENABLE RIGHTS, THAT AMONG THESE ARE, LIFE, LIBERTY AND THE PERSUIT OF HAPPINESS"

     

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