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September 911

By Mr. Chip's, published Sep 12, 2007
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Ask me who the enemy is
and I will tell you this
I am an Arab and you
American and the allies
are not my brothers.

Ask me who the enemy is
and I will tell you this I am
an American and the allies
and the Arabs and the foreigners
in the middle east are not my brothers.

Ask me do I pray to God to destroy
the killers that attacked America

Ask me do I pray to God to drive the Imperialist
western invaders out of my country.

War then becomes a blur with killing and dying on both
sides.

six-thousand plus miles on the other side of the moon is my
home in America.

The light from the moon shines on two battle fields
and the biggest casualties on both sides are the innocent.

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