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George W. Bush

You have stolen my soul

You lifted your grimy, greedy, arm

And pushed your way deep into my body

Pulling from me the only thing that makes me, me

But I guess, by now, that you are used to such an action.



George Bush

You need to find yourself a soul of your own

Instead of stealing from those you serve

Oh yes, George

You serve us

Or have you forgotten your true job

Is not to rule the world with an iron fist

Like your predecessors, Lenin, and Stalin

But rather

To serve the people

Who “chose” you

Yes-

“Chose”.



Did you honestly think you could get away with all of this George?

Without me putting up a fight?

You may be able to push around those who cannot reach you

From shores far flung

But me, whom you are supposed to serve

Cannot stand quietly by

While you destroy the only soul I have.



August 28, 2003