A Poem Designed for Bin Ladin and his fucked up crew
You the ones with the fucked up brains

you with the damn rocks in your heads
yes you with the snot hanging from your noses
the ones with the fucked up eyeballs
you all will burn in hell
with your fucked up ideas on how the world show be
with your buddies that believe in your crap
with your dumb-ass dreams of saving the holy world
there will be no more hiding in caves
using other dumb-asses to kill the innocent
there will be no more time to point and shoot
and spread your corruptions
you’ll all be way to busy
way to hectic
while you all slowly burn in hell
Art Hernandez 7 27 2004
