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Array ( [sid] => 125107 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => REVELATION [time] => 2006-08-30 13:51:14 [hometext] => THE TRUTH ABOUT HURRICANE KATRINA [bodytext] => I hear their cries every night in my sleep,
Babies with hunger pains screaming with no food to eat.
Decomposed bodies lying in the streets
The stench so strong it’s seeping through the body bags covered by the white sheet.
I turn on the tube to eyewitness news and I see pictures of people stuck on their roofs.
Waving for the military to come rescue them,
But our military is too preoccupied with Iraq and Afghanistan.
It unfolded for the entire world to see; the richest nation on earth involved in another calamity.
The levies broke free due to a storm presumed to be a category three
but that hurricane turned out to be a category five that disenfranchised lives.
The question of race and class is always a factor
Would our reaction been faster if the afflicted weren’t part African?
Every government agency was pointing their fingers at F.EM.A.
They weren’t the only ones to blame just look at our leader.
The commander in chief was off on a retreat vacating from reality while poor people were sleeping in the streets.
Flooded out of their homes from a disaster that was natural but our reaction was inhumane which naturally disgraced our master.
The media portrays what they want us to believe but if you look deeper into the lenses you can capture what I see.
They cut to commercial when Kanye West spoke his views and the network criticized him for speaking the truth.
On August 29 2005, too many people died who should have survived,
Because their cries were denied until day number five.
We are the richest nation on earth how could we not prepare for the worst.
I guess when you cheat your way into office every catastrophe seems like a curse.
9/11 was the beginning and Katrina may be the beginning of the end.
It was written before it happened in the BOOK of REVELATION.

-Brooklyn’s Finest
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REVELATION

Contributed by anmccullen on Wednesday, 30th August 2006 @ 01:51:14 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry

I hear their cries every night in my sleep,
Babies with hunger pains screaming with no food to eat.
Decomposed bodies lying in the streets
The stench so strong it’s seeping through the body bags covered by the white sheet.
I turn on the tube to eyewitness news and I see pictures of people stuck on their roofs.
Waving for the military to come rescue them,
But our military is too preoccupied with Iraq and Afghanistan.
It unfolded for the entire world to see; the richest nation on earth involved in another calamity.
The levies broke free due to a storm presumed to be a category three
but that hurricane turned out to be a category five that disenfranchised lives.
The question of race and class is always a factor
Would our reaction been faster if the afflicted weren’t part African?
Every government agency was pointing their fingers at F.EM.A.
They weren’t the only ones to blame just look at our leader.
The commander in chief was off on a retreat vacating from reality while poor people were sleeping in the streets.
Flooded out of their homes from a disaster that was natural but our reaction was inhumane which naturally disgraced our master.
The media portrays what they want us to believe but if you look deeper into the lenses you can capture what I see.
They cut to commercial when Kanye West spoke his views and the network criticized him for speaking the truth.
On August 29 2005, too many people died who should have survived,
Because their cries were denied until day number five.
We are the richest nation on earth how could we not prepare for the worst.
I guess when you cheat your way into office every catastrophe seems like a curse.
9/11 was the beginning and Katrina may be the beginning of the end.
It was written before it happened in the BOOK of REVELATION.

-Brooklyn’s Finest

Copyright Â© anmccullen ... [ 2006-08-30 13:51:14]
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