Cowards hide behind ther political super powers
sent the children to fight every hour
they died before the blossom became a flower
after the presidential greed devours
thers nuttn left but airborn explosives that scour
the shattered twin towers rainning cocaine showers
mothers cry as kids sleep beneath the rose flowers
its sour in my soul i feel some things decievin
like cracked side walks ther excuses seem uneven
i feel it in the air im breathin or in the faith i believe-in
bcuz bodys are bleedin
while soldiers carry M16'S through the garden of eden