My shroud floating above my essence
Rests above bestial, verdured firmament
Bringing sweet obsolescence
Wrung from blood and mud I do not lament
No longer a pawn of a war I do not know
I was never really a part of it
Now, quiet peace is all I know
Seeing in and out through my soul
Eyes closed in sweetest serenity
I’m still fraught with anxieties of unspeakable danger
Abandoned by those who sent me, to make men free
Fighting still the protester’s anger
Carrying disillusionment’s burden loaded on me
Frightened of death within me still screaming
Needing only now my fears to rest
Surviving unimaginable thunder and lightning
Fallen to a booby trap, I failed my final test...
Fresh from guns and bombs and agent orange adhesive
All its sores on spirits well
Fiery napalm cohesive
In your heart forever dwell
Wondering if the next day we’ll still be alive
Each step waiting to be blown to hell...
Hear still the cries of brothers wailing
Still feel the bullet with fear
Smell pungent death assailing
Always on the lookout guarding
Aware of how our lives have changed
From the specter of war depraved
To live with our memories virulent attack.
Ready now the harvest of our sons
Sent innocent into the mouth of guns
On distant alien shore
Brothers, fathers, heard from nevermore
Forever lost in bloody tides of war...
Tho I would defend right with my last breath
To start the fight reeks only of death
Senseless hatred blooming, perverse to the right
Withering hope by political ambitions blight
Binding tight, keen eyes of justice sight...
Senseless but to those obligated
Fodder for politicos guns committed
Flowers of youth selected
Sent into the fiery pit
Deemed for deathly duty fit...
Promises fly rife of age-old fame and glory
Again told to our youth the devil’s theory
By men who’ve not walked in battle’s story
Sabers rattling of war preemptive
In rhetoric to our good nation destructive...
Maybe they too will someday learn
Before death’s cross they earn
The sacrifice of freedom’s mourn
Who’ve not tasted fear of death in mud and blood
Have yet to see the sacrifice of brotherhood...
That there’s no glory in war
Only hatred’s there that men should abhor
Death and dying on a far away shore
Floundered in hot sands of time
In a perpetually dismal combat rhyme...
We cannot alone all nations police
Dispel our world’s evil avarice
We cannot...should not...honor forsake
All differences obedient to our dictates make...
Throw those we oppose into brimstone’s lake
Sir, Saddam is no Hitler...
Our nation needs now, no experiment in horror
Jumping too quickly into war’s melting pot
Justice by armed intervention sought
No-one should have to endure.
Learn indeed what the warriors learned
On whose hearts once evil and hatred burned
Who first hand know of values to sow
Peace, compassion and harmony bestow
Hearken now to their dream of starry skys
Winnowed from our house of lies...
World opinion’s ranked against us
Most of our allies speak out against us
All Arabia’s arrayed against us
What a disjointed weave we knot
When Christian, Infidel, Zealot
All Moslems for Allah’s existence fight
Yet do we go foolishly to strike them all
Send them all peremptorily to hell?
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