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By Eden Holend Roemer
And the War goes on…
In dregs and druthers
Band of brothers and sisters
Foot soldiers
Are the chosen few
To go and do
What we dread to tread
And still they have to do….
This thing this aweful terrible….
They wing it
Un-responsive detachment unbearable
Cause that’s what they are ordered to do
To do this thing
And the beat throbs and sings
Calls the fist to jawline stings…
1-2 punch in endless fling
with pain….
No armor
No shelter
No home
No country for years
And why are we here?
To build theirs…
While ours crumbles
Who cares?
Economy shambles
While contractors gamble
Over there
And here- nobody sings
Just false American Idols
That parody melody’s dream
All the signs
Came down off lawns
As we heralded a hopeful new day
The ones that read
‘Make love not war’
Now read “go aheadâ€â€¦.
Cause we children of the revolution past
Like this last one better than all the rest
So now it’s o.k. to grab your gun?
And forget the peaceful drum?
And roll on tanks…
Let’s give thanks to this new son….?
Wake up folks
I used to be you, too…
Wake up all ye people
Let’s get to the truth…
Cuz’ it’s been too long for
Ours
They have nothing over there
No armor
No shelter
No home
No country for years
(while shoving down tears)
And ‘why are we here?’
To build and bury theirs?
And while ours crumbles
Who cares?
