911 – DJ Bandana Black: My Book of Rhymes [POEM]
After reading through some of the poems/raps I found in a old poetry book of mine the other day I came across another Poem that kind of stuck out called “911” about the war and everything at the time pertaining to the 911 attacks. keep in mind I wrote this during that time and I was pretty young.
Imagine you at work all calm in one room
Everything is cool, next minute you hear a boom
Then a plane comes crashing
Windows start smashing
You think to ya self, how long will I last in?
THIS CANT BE HAPPENING
You look out the window, just to see another building with a plane coming crashing in
Or people fighting back?, What’s been happening to them for so long
We kill they kill we both wrong
Now imagine you in Iraq in all directions you got to watch ya back
Red, white & blue flags posted on jets ready to attack
Bombs over Bagdad, innocent women and children
And we not terrorist? But look who we killing
In God we trust, is what it says on my money
But isn’t it funny
Because if we following God aren’t we suppose to turn the other cheek?
But instead we Bomb repeatedly for 6 weeks