Hapi b day son, miss you much, love you much

 Left to right: Darrell, Grandfather Owendell Jackmon I, Marvin K, Marvin X

Left to right: Darrell and Marvin K on a visit with their father to Oaxaca, Southern Mexico

 Left: Darrell Patrick Jackmon, Abdul El Muhajir 

March 1, 1964-March 18, 2002

Right: Marvin X/El Muhajir

All praise is due Allah I enjoyed my second son for 39 years. He was the love of my life, although I deeply love all my children and although I was an absent father for many years, I have reconciled with most of them and they have supported my various projects coast to coast, including Marvin K, Nefertiti,

Muhammida and Amira. Their mothers gave them the discipline (and step fathers) so that I almost never had to raise my voice or whip them. But Darrell was special to me as my mother said I was special to her. 

My sister Debbi said he was the reincarnation of myself, "He walked like you, talked like you, laughed like you, studied like you!"

His mental problems began while attending U.C. Santa Cruz. He studied Arabic and Middle Eastern literature, eventually graduating from U.C. Berkeley in Arabic and Near Eastern literature. From UCB he studied at the American University, Cairo, Egypt, visited Israel and Palestine. Was awarded a Fulbright fellowship to the University of Damascus, Syria. Returned to do graduate work at Harvard until his mental health deteriorated and he returned home. He suffered mani-depression. We say his medication lead him to commit suicide by walking into a train. 

Dr. Frantz Fanon and Dr. Nathan Hare say manic depression is a  "situational disorder" caused by oppression. Both say the oppressed can regain their mental equilibrium by participating in revolution. Revolution is thus therapeutic, the cleansing of toxicity, i.e., trauma and unresolved grief. Dr. Nathan Hare said homicide and suicide are two sides of the same coin:

"I read somewhere toward the back of Wretched of the Earth where Fanon says expressly and with considerable certainty that manic depression is a mental illness born of oppression. At least Abdul will have no more oppression, no more depression, and no more pain, free at last, living on in your memory and memories of others, and, in a way, that is more than symbolic in your work with other victims of the 'situational disorders' that so intrigued and baffled Frantz Fanon. Thirty-nine, as I remember, was the age of both Martin Luther King, Jr. and Malcolm X when they made their transition--Abdul just had a way of resisting that was a little bit different, turning inward what could not so easily be turned outward in these immobilized times--and had a little less luck in coming of revolutionary age in the late eighties and nineties instead of the late fifties and sixties."

--Dr. Nathan Hare, In the Crazy House Called America, Marvin X, Black Bird Press, 2002, p3

Dr. Nathan Hare and his student Marvin X

photo Adam Turner

Anna Malaika Tubbs: The Mothers of the Civil Rights Movement. Marvin X comments on his Mother, Marian Murrill Jackmon

I was deeply moved by Anna Malaika Tubbs discussion of her book on the mothers of Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Jr. and James Baldwin. But much of what she said was similar to remarks I have made in my writings about my mother, though she inspired me to discuss further my mother who produced me, her wonder child, although I had no knowledge of such until my adulthood when my siblings revealed their jealousy of me because my mother had made known to them that she knew I was a special child, her special child. Yet I have written that I know so much of what I am is due directly to my mother's influence on my development even though I often thought she did not give me the attention I wanted from her. I did not understand she was a single mother raising nine children and two grandchildren as she worked her real estate business which was only the surface structure mission of her life. I came to ultimately understand that she was a spiritualist (disciple of Mary Baker Eddy's Christian Science) and this was the mission in the deep structure of her soul. I am convinced if she hadn't to care for her eleven children and her real estate business, she would have devoted full time to her spiritual ministry. But being practical, she merged her real estate business with her spiritual ministry, i.e., her customers were her subjects for spiritual enlightenment and many times I sat in her office as she counseled her clients, most especially when they were selling property in a bitter divorce. She had to counsel them so they would reconcile their differences in order for the deal to close escrow, otherwise she could not get her commission. Over many years I sat in her office watching her counsel couples who were bitter towards each other but she had no choice but to apply her spiritual wisdom to reconcile them. 

As Anna Malaika Tubbs continued to discuss her book about the great mothers who produced Malcolm, Martin and James, I could not help but reflect on my mother, especially when I used to mumble when speaking. She told me over and over that if I did not learn to speak up and enunciate my words, I would not go very far in life. Thanks to my mother, most people know I actually don't need a mike to speak. Of course part of the reason is because my years in theatre, but it started with Mama telling me to speak up so she could understand me. 

Of course I learned from her to combine business and spirituality after seeing her counsel her clients over the years. I've found myself selling my books but listening to people who have come to me with their many problems at my Academy of Da Corner, 14th and Broadway, downtown Oakland. There were many times when I listened to the problems of street people that I knew I was in my mother's persona, but I knew as she was needed, so was I in my time. Sometimes the people would get in my face eyeball to eyeball to make sure I was listening to them as they had no one else who had time to hear their problems.

Often they cried to me because they had lost loved ones to violence, whether violence in the hood or police violence, but no one cared about their slain loved one. They wanted to know why one slain person in the hood or who suffered police violence could have rallies but there was nothing for their loved ones, not even a police investigation. I had no choice but to listen yet I was psychologically exhausted from years of working with mothers and families who’d lost loved ones to violence in the hood or at the hands of police. 

Once I worked with mothers of sons slain in drive by killings during the crack era until I could take it no more. Sitting in a room full of mothers in grief at the lost of their sons was overwhelming to the point that even today, years later, I am unable to attend rallies such as the Oscar Grant murder and numberous others that would make me an ambulance chasing. I have often thought about what Elijah Muhammad told Malcolm X when the police raided the Mosque in Los Angeles. Elijah told Malcolm that in war there shall be many soldiers slain on the battlefield but we cannot react to every tragic situation that may put the entire Nation of Islam in harms way. 

Mrs. Tubbs discussed the close relationship between James Baldwin and his mother, who exchanged letters throughout their lives. She said his mother was his oracle. My mother advised me many many times, from the time my girlfriend got pregnant when I was 18. She told me I didn’t need to marry her because she was pregnant, but go on to college. I ignored her and married the mother of my two sons but the marriage was over shortly after they were born. She told me further, I didn’t need to get married period. She said I needed a maid, secretary and mistress but not a wife. At 76, I am yet grappling with Mama’s wisdom, still trying to figure out how she had deconstructed my artistic personality, but after multiple failed marriages, do I have a choice but to confess she was right? At this time in my life, i.e., the fourth quarter with a hail Mary left, I surely don’t need a wife but I could use a maid, secretary and mistress. 

After meeting my many friends, including Bobby Seale, Eldridge Cleaver, Sun Ra, and others, Mama said, “Them niggas ain’t nothing, Marvin. You don’t need them niggas, them niggas need you! And than Eldridge Cleaver is the worst of all them niggas, talking about he saw Jesus in the moon. Boy, leave them niggas alone and use the mind God gave you. If you don’t God is going to take your mind from you.”

On her death bed at Alta Bates hospital in Berkeley, her last words to me were complaining about the bland food and to get her some money as she had lost all her property when interest rates were high and the Crack era made it difficult to pay her mortgages because renters wouldn’t pay their rent. Alas, I had fell victim to Crack myself and before she got sick she came to Oakland pleading with my sisters to see her wonder child after a long absence from visiting her. I am honored to have Marian Murrill as my mother and will spend my last days trying to honor and respect her for making me the man I am.

--Marvin X

3/1/21

Parents of Marvin X at the 1945 Peace Conference in San Francisco that established the United Nations:

Marian Murrill Jackmon and Owendell Jackmon I

Dollar as toilet paper

 

Subject: The dollar as toilet paper

The  dollar is falling and shall be worthless and will be used for toilet paper. The black bird tells me Bitcoin will save you. Remember the Weimar Republic in Germany? When Hyperinflation hit and the value of the German Mark fell, it took a wheelbarrow of Marks to buy a hamburger.

--MARVIN X

2/26/21

See The Decline of the Dollar, Elijah Muhammad.

Parable of the end of the world

Marvin X at the University of Chicago Sun Ra Conference on Afrofuturism, 2015

photo Burrell Sunrise

Marvin X at San Francisco's Ocean Beach

photo Adam Turner

Parable of the end of the world

Master Teacher Sun Ra taught, "It's after the end of the world, don't you know it yet?" But how can it be the end of the world for a people who have yet to escape the ravages and residue of bondage, who have never exercised the human right of self-determination and sovereignty, national independence? How can it be the end of the world for a people who have awakened every morning with the beast's foot on their necks? Didn't you see the utter callousness of the pig with his knee on George Ford's neck, with the pig's hand in his pocket as if George was a chicken, pig or goat to be slaughtered? Yet these heartless beings have been doing this for centuries. When I hear of the migrant children separated from their parents at the US/Mexican border, I am saddened yet my mind reflects on how our ancestors, mothers, fathers, children were auctioned every New Year's Day, sold down the river, some to never see their loved one's again. 

Ancestor Amiri Baraka says in one of his poems, "They shall pay for every hurtful thing...." I don't think they have enough money to pay for the awesome hurt, trauma and suffering unto the present generations of Native People and African people, as well as Asians and poor Europeans they made suffer in this land so soaked with blood their sins may be irredeemable. And the irony is that this is such a beautiful land with plenty space for all who were here and who came here seeking a better world. 

Was it necessary to kill the native people, their animals, e.g., the buffalo, and to infect them with the myriad diseases of the Europeans, including smallpox, syphilis? In Dr. E. Franklin Frazier's little known classic Race and Cultural Contacts in the Modern World, he delineates how the European diseases were more destructive than their guns. Yet, have you flown from coast to coast and looked out the window of the plane to see hours and hours of vacant, pristine land? Why was genocide the preferred solution to the European intrusion upon Aboriginal lands?

The Moors, i.e., Africans, were/are known to have been in the Americas thousands of years before the Europeans, especially during the Middle Ages or Dark Ages in Europe when  Ghana, Mali and the Songhay Empires of West Africa were flourishing with Timbuktu, the greatest seat of learning while Europe groveled in darkness. If not for the Moors in Spain from 711 to 1492, Europe would still be in darkness. The African/Arab culture in Spain enabled Europe to come out of the Dark Ages in their Renaissance or revival when the Moors,i.e. Africans, Arabs, Jews, et al, translated Greek and African philosophy and scientific knowledge into European languages. And yet when the Spanish recovered their lands in 1492, Spain has never enjoyed the glory of Moorish Spain, of Seville, Granada and Toledo.u Moorish Spain has no glory except during the thousand years of the Moorish occupation that began when Tarik, the African conquerer crossed from Africa into Gibraltar, the rock named after him. Gibral-rock, Tarik, Gibraltar, mountain of Tarik. African historian DeGraff Johnson, African Glory, makes it clear that Spain was conquered by Africans. 

As per Moors in the Americas, there is no record of Africans subjecting the native people in the abject inhumane manner of the Europeans. Alas, not only were the Africans here when the European explorers arrived on their way to India, the African navigators guided them over here and the Europeans record Africans in the sea returning to Africa. (See the writings of Harold Lawrence or Kofi Haroun Wangara, Detroit)

Columbus noted Moorish Muslim Mosques as he entered the Americas. Por favor, the first United States treaty was with the Moorish kingdom of Morocco to end the Moorish kidnaping and slave trade of  Europeans in the Barbary Coast of North Africa that was the inauguration of the US Navy. 

Yes, one man's poison is another man's fruit. One man's sorrow is another man's joy. This is the way of the world: what goes around comes around. Yes, another cliche says every dog has its day. So it is not hardly the end of the world for the oppressed, wretched of the earth, slaves and wage slaves, exploited from can't see to can't see, from country to cities. What did the Whispers tell us about Olivia? She was lost and turned out on the way to grandmother's house. And so it is. 

Elijah said we are the lost-found in the wilderness of North America. We know who lost us and turned us out, but who found us? The God within ourselves since we prayed to Jesus but he never answered, alas, he couldn't save himself so how could he save us no matter how long we prayed until our kneecaps had sores. 

Elijah said get off your knees and stand tall, upright to the Lord of the Worlds, Master of the Day of Judgment, Rabbi-l-alamin, Maaliki Yaumi-din.  Michael Jackson said look at the man in the mirror and remember the time. Al Qur'an says by the time! Even the Bible tells us a time for you and a time for me, a time for war, a time for peace, a time to love, a time to hate.....

You holding up the end of the world because you don't know it's the end of the world.  But if  not for you, a new world is yet to begin. You walking around with your pants off your behind holding up our transition into the new world, beyond European economic domination or any economic domination not based on fair and just trade, not capitalist free trade or a socialist combination thereof. Alas, we have "Democratic Socialists" willing to cooperate and benefit from Chinese Communist slave camp labor, even black capitalist rappers and athletes who are willing to turn their heads to slave camp labor, including Muslim, Buddhist and even North Korean slave camp labor. The billion plus Muslim world sings Silent Night while their Muslim brothers and sisters are enslaved in China. The Democratic Party global capitalists, including President Biden, submit to the Communist Party slavery because 40% of the goods "made in China" are in partnership with American and European corporations. Alas, 85% of pills for Americans are made in China. Yet, China is our declared enemy? Would any sane person allow 85% of their medicine to be made by their avowed enemy?

James Brown told you about the Big Payback. And what else did JB say? Money won't save you, but Time will take you out. Yes, that awesome Time that we need not worry about. Master Sun Ra said we are on the other side of time, beyond time, beyond eternity, beyond your imagination. 

Imagine, you are guilty of nothing, thus you have nothing to atone for, nothing! What have you done except be a loyal slave to your master that you did not know was/is the devil. You thought he was god almighty, the good guy in the white hat. 

From the time of your arrival in the slave ships led by Captain John Hawkins of the Good Ship Jesus, yes, that John who had the miraculous conversion aboard ship and sang Amazing Grace, after which we became the critical component or rather commodity of the triangular trade, and ever since have been kept ignut, deaf, dumb and blind. You drank every drop of Kool-Aid John and his fellow pirates blessed you with, gulped it down by gallon jugs and still do so today. Negroes put five pounds of sugar in a gallon of Kool-Aid. LOL Don't let me talk about that Dirty South Sweet Tea! Lord Have Mercy! Enough sugar to kill ten horses. 

Covid19 ain't killing us, the precondition of our bodies and minds are killing us, Covid19 is the icing on the cake! Alas, we live in an environment of toxic air, water, food, miseducation, fake news, conspicuous consumption, love relations steeped in self and partner hatred leading to separation and divorce for the slightest violation of trust--no more til death do us part. At the slightest infraction we gone out the door only to connect with the same type of person except with a different name! And even those marriages that endure are often toxic love relations that endure only because of the golden handcuffs, i.e., too many perks to depart, so partners fake the funk.

I hate to repeat myself but Elijah taught you the Myth of Dr. Yakub and his three workers, i.e., doctor, nurse and undertaker. Dr. Yakub is today Dr. Fauci, assisted by the same team of doctors, nurses and undertakers. And as with Dr. Yakub, Dr. Fauci offers you the problem virus and solution vaccine. Thus in the words of our beloved ancestor El Haji Malik El Shabazz (Malcolm X), you have been hoodwinked and bamboozled.  

As a result of the germ warfare soft coup of China, in league with the globalists, including Democratic Party sycophants and Margaret Sanger's Eugenicists babies, ala Bill Gates and his digital technocrats and oligarchs, you are now under the medical dictatorship of WHO. Alas, Ancestor Amiri said who, who, who who who?

Dr. Yakub-Fauci tells you not to wear the mask, then wear the mask, then wear two masks, then stay in the house (that weakens your immune system, e.g., didn't you let your children go out to play in the dirt, to eat the dirt to build up immunity to bacteria in the dirt?) 

Dr. Yakub-Fauci got you scared to come out the house, then tells you to get out the house, then says the vaccine may not save you, you may need to wear the mask for eternity. He's not sure, but the "data" shows it's a good possibility masks will be needed for eternity. But he's not sure. And for sure he's not sure of the long term effects of the vaccine since it has not been tested. 

Sun Ra said it's already the end of the world, don't you know it yet? Dr. Nathan Hare teaches us the Fictive Theory, i.e., everything the white man says is a lie until proven to be a fact. Get the facts, get the data and pray to your Lord the devil's end is here and this is your beginning. Cast away your fears. FDR told you the only thing you have to fear is fear itself!

--Marvin X

2/25/21

Parable of the fool

 Parable of the fool

Marvin X at the University of Chicago Sun Ra Conference, 2015

photo Burrell Sunrise

We know the wise man can play the fool, but the fool can never play the wise man, although Shakespeare did indeed have wise fools in his plays. But, most often the fool is lost in his sea of foolishness. Even when he goes to school, he yet comes out the fool. Alas, often his teachers were fools. Thus they could not teach him anything except to expand his foolishness. 

The fool's nature is to wallow in stupidity and foolishness. The African proverb says when the fool is told a proverb its meaning must be explained to the fool. He dwells on the low information vibration mentality. When told the truth, he denies it for lies, half truths and sordid miscalculations of the one billion, ten hundred thousand illusions of the monkey mind as taught by His Holiness Guru Bawa. 

You may teach the fool day and night, pour your heart out to him, let him suck all the wisdom from your head, yet your wisdom is like water on the ducks back running into the pond. The fool has so many issues he cannot absorb your wisdom even when he tries. 

He sits at your table eating your most gracious food, yet in his utter madness tells you, "You don't know what people can be thinking when they sit at your table. They can be thinking about killing you." Then the fool says, "If I kill you, I will be famous, huh?"

--Marvin X

2/23/21

On Dr. Cornel West and Harvard

 https://www.blackenterprise.com/black-harvard-professor-cornel-west-denied-tenure-request-threatens-to-resign/

I think my dear friend and brother, Dr. Cornel West, has exhausted his intellectual genius at Harvard. It is clear to me he doesn't need Harvard, Harvard needs him. His situation is a metaphor of North American Africans in the USA. From the beginning of our sojourn in the American slave system, we didn't need America, America needed us.

And we have been disrespected at every turn, every nano second.

Brother West, forget Harvard, let's establish the first black radical university in the Americas and the world. We have the talent and a 1.4 trillion dollar annual spending as a people. We can resurrect Timbuktu University in the West. Let's do for self. The time has come for you to transcend the academic nothingness of Americana. Your light shines brighter. Your shadow cannot stand beside you, thus it is time to distance yourself from the shadow!

--MARVIN X

2/22/21

Parable of why I will eat white people

Parable of why I will eat white people

Email to a friend,

How's Harlem? I was there this time last year. Wrote a poem Harlem Ain't Harlem No More. My daughter wanted to buy a house in Harlem but couldn't afford it so she moved to Brooklyn, Bed-Sty. Now Brooklyn Ain't Brooklyn. Her white tenants yelled down stairs for me to stop talking so loud because they had to go to work. WTF. My daughter said, "Well, dad, you know you do talk loud." 

A few days before when I came out the subway, two young white people were taking a survey so they asked me what I liked to eat. When I ignored them they walked away. As I awaited the bus, I decided to answer them. I walked over to them and said, "You want to know what I like to eat? I like to eat white people!" They gave me the strangest look. 

I told my friend on the phone that night if the white tenants bug me again, I going to tell them, "Next time I'm coming up stairs to eat them!" What a wonderful world!

--Marvin X

2/19/21

My Harlem friend responded,

Man I have not lived in Harlem since 2017 – I sold my house and brought a place in Tampa, FL  – I couldn’t afford Harlem either 😊  

I wish someone would tell me to be quiet in my own house – that is deep.  White folks move to the City and demand peace and quiet.  They threw the drummers out of Marcus Garvey park when I was in Harlem. It is was a weekly ritual but a handful of white folks demanded silence.... When I grew up the sound of congas was ubiquitous.

Right now I’m living in Tulsa OK and work in the old Black Wall Street neighborhood of Greenwood, virtually nothing remains and it won’t be coming back … not too different than the spirit of Harlem.

Peace,

Troy

--MARVIN X

Malcolm and Martin

 https://www.nybooks.com/articles/2021/03/11/malcolm-x-martin-luther-king-what-dignity-demands/

Rush Limbaugh, King of White Nationalist Propaganda is dead

Rush Limbaugh, King of White Nationalist Propaganda is dead

I don't know how we can know our enemies if we don't listen to them.

For sure they listen to us, to every word we say, e.g., see the FBI files on black leaders since it was founded. The FBI began with putting Marcus Garvey under surveillance. Of course we were under surveillance throughout slavery to prevent rebellion (See Slave Catchers and Resisters, History Channel). During the 60s the FBI'S Cointelpro, counter intelligence program, spied on specific leaders and black people in general. The FBI concluded we were very funny. 

I listen to right wing and left wing white supremacists. Left wing white supremacists? Yes, do you recall what Dr. Martin Luther King Jr said in his Letter from a Birmingham Jail? "I'd rather be with the KKK than phony white liberals!"

Didn't so-called white liberal Attorney General Robert Kennedy spy on MLK JR? When the director of the King papers at Stanford University was asked if it was difficult to research MLK Jr, he said no because the FBI had his every word!

Likewise, I study every word of the white supremacist media, left and right. I prefer the Right wing propagandists because the stupid shit they say is funny and the talk show hosts play more black music than the so called progressive white propogandists.

Rush Limbaugh was a funny guy.

I will never forget his quip, "The Congressional Black Caucus is the Caucus of black Caucasians." My daughter Nefertitti said she thinks he stole this line from Black People.

Well, a young black man told me a similar line, "The Black man is a white man dipped in chocolate!"

Rush and his gang of white supremacy propogandists remind me of my favorite quote from James Baldwin, "The notion of White Supremacy is so fantastic it approaches the pathological."

The recently retired right wing talk show host Michael Savage said perennially that white men invented everything in America. You mean he never heard of George Washington Carvel and the plethora of black inventors and their inventions too numerous to list? And he possesses the PhD? 

Rush Limbaugh was undisputed king of conservative white supremacist propganda. The only thing I will miss is his sense of humor. The left wing white supremacist propagandists need to get a sense of humor to invigorate their fake news. They take themselves far too serious, especially with their sins of ommision! Al Qur'an says, "Will you hide truth while you know?"

--MARVIN X

2/18/21

Marvin X in Conversation on the Black Arts Movement

 

Part 1 the wild crazy ride of the Marvin X Experience

 https://youtu.be/YQP-98TFgtc

Marvin X returns to Duke University

Duke University, Durham NC, has invited Marvin X to read in the fall.The theme is Prisons from the USA to Palestine. One of Marvin's classic poems is Palestine:

"Yes! Powerful my brother! We must never sell our precious Palestinian brothers and sisters for a mess of pottage!! I salute you!!"

--Cornel West

I am not an Arab I am not a Jew

Abraham is not my father, Palestine is not my home
But I would fight any man
who kicked me out of my house to dwell in a tent
I would fight to the ends of the earth
someone who said to me
I want your house because my father lived here two thousand years ago
I want your land because my father lived here two thousand years ago
Jets would not stop me from returning to my home
Uncle toms would not stop me
Cluster bombs would not stop me
bullets I would defy.
No man can take the house of another
and expect to live in peace
There is no peace for thieves
for those who murder for myths ancient rituals
wail at the wall
settle in Judea and Samaria
fate awaits you
you will never sleep in peace
you will never walk without listening.

I shall cross the River Jordan
with justice in my hand
I shall return to Jerusalem
and establish my house of peace
thus said the Lord.

Marvin X

Black Scholar Magazine, 1970

Marvin X at Gaza Protest, Seattle WA

BPP co-founder Huey P. Newton embracing Yasir Arafat, leader of Palestine. Marvin X said, "We
support Yasir Arafat and the Palestinian call for nationhood. We North American Africans desire
the same!"

If We Must Die by Claude McKay--from Attica to Gaza

Attica

Attica

Gaza

Gaza

If We Must Die

BY CLAUDE MCKAY

If we must die, let it not be like hogs

Hunted and penned in an inglorious spot,

While round us bark the mad and hungry dogs,

Making their mock at our accursèd lot.

If we must die, O let us nobly die,

So that our precious blood may not be shed

In vain; then even the monsters we defy

Shall be constrained to honor us though dead!

O kinsmen! we must meet the common foe!

Though far outnumbered let us show us brave,

And for their thousand blows deal one death-blow!

What though before us lies the open grave?

Like men we’ll face the murderous, cowardly pack,

Pressed to the wall, dying, but fighting back!

Poem: Gaza Concentration CAMP by Marvin X

Seattle WA protest

GAZA Concentration CAMP

There are those who say we must restore peace to GAZA

concentration camp peace

Peace of genocide

no protest allowed

Submit to starvation

humiliation

stunted life hell on earth peace

No protest

peace before anything

justice

life even

peace

GAZA sing silent night

Holy night

All is peace

All is right

Under shadow of death

peace

No justice

Peace

boots on necks

Mass murder peace

At all costs

Hamas Rockets no avail

Iron Dome gift from USA

Iron Dome is saves

From land, air, sea you attack

Mighty Mouse

Iron Dome Mouse

Look at you

Wild wild west beast

No thought of justice

Just peace

Peace be still.

--Marvin X

7/17/14