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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’d sit and say “son, it’s just you and me now kid So if you enlist do you know what you will be warring for HITLER tried to claim other’s land and sea And that was the same thing we are doing now to set strangers free But perhaps they prefer to live the way they do now “NO,” says the USA you can be happier and we will show you how While we’re in a triad of countries doing the same damned thing repeatedly Son, as far as I can see we’re in COMBAT for other’s tyranny Your uniforms will be ragged and each BOMB will remind you what you’ll be coming home for When blessedly you’ll come BACK knocking on my DOOR Your only shelter is in a curling nightmare And can you, my son, shoot a STRANGER and believe it’s fair? Without thinking about the lead that's flying toward the sorrow of a family Still I have a right to believe this war is fought unjustifiably And it’s all one big lie from WAYWRD men looking for a manger While soaked in a deep DEPRESSION of danger With blood SPILLING on the ground where WE should never be And how much the cost to protect others from tyranny A price that bleeds, a price that CRIES, a price too high for me An inch can mean the difference between life and breathing no more And the AK7 is just another soldier’s deadly whore There will be deserters, heroes, but my loving son What will we have really WON? Just another cultures property that is not ours to claim I hear many are turning to addicts to ease the breathlessness of battle and that’s not where I place the blame I blame the men who cannot rationalize what should be decided over BEEF-JERKEY and cherry pie And Son, must I remind you the percentage who die And personally I’d like to see my only son grow to sprout and out to shed his youth and become a MAN of ways and means But that which you have in mind are a different set of scenes So if your heart and head say this is something you should do then I’ll cry, miss you and be FRIGHTENED until it’s once again me and you If you listen to the pundits they’ll tell you war will never cease And WHEN you return will it be in one piece? The DAWN of my days as a father who rules has long since PAST So here is your CRUCIFIX and here is your good LUCK charm And keep in mind how easy it is to lose a leg or an arm This war is akin to one large auction and the amount of lives become the bid So think about this son, if you go, it will NO longer be just you and me ...KID! © 2011.……Phreepoetree
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