Apr 24, 2006 17:18
ive not been feeling as poetic as usual lately
dont know why
but it doesnt matter
i went home sick today, cause, well, frankly, i feel like crap
but im gonna make myself feel poetic, and im gonna try my hardest to make a poem
many wars have been fought with a sword not a pen
leaving no doubt what will happen in the end
people run around screaming fighting their cause
in the end only the media will statistically show a loss
if you look on the battlefield youll see the same numbers
but if you look in their eyes, their story is not the same
there is much more sorrow, more fighting, more pain
we sit back and shout out, this is bullshit, its not right
when we shouldn't the ones taking up their fight
if we really feel that their freedom is won
then lets pull out lets sit back, hey, our job is done
would you leave an infant a suitcase and cash?
and expect hime to come back in 20 years alive?
if you do the im sorry there no hope for you
you should be on the battlefield with them, standing true
defending our flag, holding a gun
this shit aint yet over, its only just begun
well, thats my view of the war in iraq i guess
im not gonna get political here....no point
im gonna...go...do something then