Osama bin Laden - May 1st, 2011

Watch me take a stand

America's handing itself to us
And tonight our greedy, flag-waving hands are stretched wide,
Wide, wide open to carry a corpse -
A corpse on top of 1,100 corpses,
Ten-year-old, star-spangled corpses
Slick with sweat and grime, coarse with sand
Red from sun, blue from bleeding;
3,000 corpses white with innocence;
8,000 lost and scattered corpses
In robes brown or white as a crescent moon.

No no, really, I'm about to take a stand

On top of these corpses, a single, final one,
A capstone so we can start a new stack
As we watch, in just a few short hours,
The traffic explode
With United States secuirty.

Wait for it, I'm really about to take one

Ten years?
Ten.
Years.
1,100 lives, 1,100 stunted futures,
400 billion dollars,
And 1 dead man.

America
Too little too late?
The ten-year-old I was would have slept soundly tonight.
So why do I feel sick?
Give me a flag, I want to wave it,
I swear I do.

My legs are shaky, I'm sorry

America

Shit.