It might have happened anywheres..

 

There it is. 

In the sky

Streaking through the air

Not a UFO

Nor a balloon

But an actual asteroid

Passing through the atmosphere

And striking the earth in Hungary

On the Eastern side of Europe

What if it was France or England?

No one knows when and where.

Disaster will strike.

Nor how bad a thing will be.

Large meteorites have been found.

From eons ago 

That might have wiped out.

The entire area

But this is something. 

Out of the control 

Of the American public

As well as NASA itself

The governing agency 

That is involved in intergalactic

Space objects which usually means.

Space rocks do not alien with green skin.

As for the other situation

Who would continue to do it? 

Again, and again

Causing so much damage

And never stop to reconsider.

The reason it is occurring.

Nor how to make it not happen again.

Carpenters with a hammer in one hand

And a bible in another hand

This is what I grew up with in the seventies.

Everyone had gotten god.

Wanted to get back to nature.

Wanted to have the same job.

As Christ himself

Construction workers are what they are called.

Nowadays and they might have a bible.

In the glove box next to their condom box

These guys are tough.

They go out of their way

To get jobs in places

They don't deserve to be.

They are so sure they 

Are the ones meant for the job?

Won't take no for an answer.

Must be the one on the job.

Money, money, money

That is all it is about. 

Nothing is done for free.

And they are still stealing.

Properties from others

It is mine; it is mine

Never was yours

Screams the maniac.

When in fact she was handcuffed

And put in Mexican police car.

Can't understand she was told.

To never come back

Nor will her daughters 

Stop lying about being allowed.

By themselves to ruin

Someone else childhood home

Six generations at least

Have lived and worked.

But they are too greedy to acknowledge.

A steam roller is coming to them.

Turning a buck after destroying

A beautiful property

Just because a selfish bitch

Named Walker wants to sit, or is it Wheeler?

And stare at the sea

Really her and her husband 

Are drug dealers and smugglers?

They have already been convicted.

They need access to the water.

And scuba divers

Who are good strong swimmers?

To get their cargo through

They live poorly.

Never have enough to take care.

Of themselves or others

But take great vacations.

Disappear on every building project.

Both in their own little selfish world

As well as in someone else's.

Someone gets information. 

Through a Bonafide agency

That a emergency building 

Is going to be going on.

And they have to be the ones to go.

Then they get there 

And they subcontract it.

To someone else 

While they are off on something else

They will tell you. 

That they suddenly decided

To become Missionaries 

For the moment

But actually, there is more drugs.

Available in the local communities

And congregations of extra thin girls.

Where are they getting their drugs?

And are some of them spies?

Or just saboteurs?

How often have they complained?

To get rid of the one person

Not willing to comply.

With the others 

Or been hazes on purpose.

Or had everything stolen.

Dont want your groceries.

But you are not allowed to go shopping.

Over and over again

Until the person is sitting

In a park wondering 

How they got there.

Til they get angry from the abuse

Only to realize it is the old story.

Those people who died.

By being squashed

Would like to know. 

What is so important? 

About these people 

That they can't be touched

That they have to have 

Thier vacations on someone else land

That the wrong people are sitting. 

There lying about taking money.

When in fact none of the buildings

Are safe enough to be inside.

Just as all those residence buildings

Which have been recently

Built in three locations.

In upper state New York

Have the same hands. 

That built the ones in Turkey.

And Syria 

They same hands that held.

Tools to raise these things.

Are the same ones.

Which have their hands up? 

In the air to go to the next place

Ukraine

They are already on the list.

To go and rebuild

The sections which have been destroyed

Meanwhile, these places 

Have been built all over the world.

While the world headquarters 

Were under the watchful eyes.

Of those who are supposed to know

What is right and wrong?

The branches and printing facilities

In other areas 

Might not have as many sets of eyes.

To watch all those hands

Exchange themselves 

For the inferiors 

While the real guys

Run off to enjoy themselves.

Just so their wife can sit.

In a condemned room

Over a land fill

Of a previous full size Olympic size pool

To enjoy her view

Of the cruise ships arriving

And the fishing ships 

Going out where they bring

Back not fish for food

But drugs for fantasies

When will it end?

These rotten apples

Who sit down next to others

Residing amongst those who 

Are not seen as bad people.

The Weeds and the Wheat

There are so many Weeds. 

That they no longer need

The Wheat to hide behind.

Those residence buildings

That everyone is so happy

To visit ae just as likely

To collapse

As the condemned buildings

Just because those already

Convicted continue to cover. 

For each other 

For them to go out 

And enjoy building more. things

That are going to fall down

Because that is what they do

Fall down. 

Just so they can build them again.

What difference is it if there is someone inside?