I have the urge to celebrate
The passing of a fool
Who toppled towers
With his hate
Met ignorant in schools
Hours before
Amidst congregation
Singing with, as one
"Draw me gently to my knees and I am..."
Sweetly broken?
American token?
...As if this war is done...
My country is alive with wealth
Abounds in battle cries
Yet will the death
Of this louse
Unpurely prophesize?
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