Wait a Minute

WAIT A MINUTE I go to the beach Whales dead on the shore I’m raising my hands Because I can’t take more Trying to stay balanced Trying to stay steady If it wasn’t for Islam I’d be dead already And in my grave Begging to return What is life But what you earn So many forces Trying to hold me back From being my true self I’m ready to attack But before I do I’ma call on the Lord Now I’m putting flowers On the tip of my sword BUT WAIT A MINUTE! They’re bombing Iraq When the facts don’t stack UN resolutions That don’t mean jack And a whole generation destroyed With each womb “Killed by collateral damage” Written on the tomb Assume the best But prepare for the worst Rehearse your maneuvers In case they strike first Weapons of mass destruction Hmm… where is this You can’t find them That means you’re the terrorist These lies you make When lives are at stake Children tremble in the streets With cries they can’t fake These bombs you make Innocent lives they take And you just increase the hate You may get away with breaking International law But the Day of Judgment’s Going to be “Shock and Awe” by Aaron Haroon Sellars Son of Adam, 7/2006