Gunfire in the afternoons may be weddings or
maybe it is meant for you
"O-guf!" means "Stop!" but it never stops
the suicide bombers hell-bent for you
Foogas, a gel of homemade napalm
is a sticky ornament worn for you
"Kell America!" scribbled on the overpass
is graffiti sentiment for you
Bombs packed into car trunks and under
trashpiles are ticking surprise presents for you
This poem, scrawled in blood, is a gift, mister
president, especially for you
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