Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file
First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheadsor mourn a murdered friendwho will never walk a milein this tiny woman's shoes.
Drink up and mumble your abuse.
I'm still humbled by it all:busting windows and getting busyaround the same time(with Labonte's older sisterbehind the sportsplexdecked out in her Speedos),that 
I was riding with no hands,
Bella was flinching from the stingof a 
Depo Proveran "family planning",and a holocaust spanningher own 
Pearl Harbour
A prison my country underwrote in paradise.25 years to the rest of her life.
And in the shadows of 
Santa Cruz,she crossed her fingers behind her back.where as night fell she emerged
Built Suharto a 
Trojan horse and lay stillwith a box under her arm'til the motherfucker sent her northand her uniform.that held der pledge of allegiance
She laid it at the gatesof 
General's embassyand her whisper echoed into a dawn
The truth will set my people freeas she disappeared: