Something To Think About 2007

I'm tired of the bullets and bombs

and kids losing their dads and their moms

because of the beef and grief between Bush, Osama, and Sadaam,

One dude got left hanging and the other two are still banging

over a situation that hasn't been changing since the beginning.

Little children walking  with open toes and bare feet

instead women wearing a robe and a veil, their branding a piece

over the price of the grease, we can't have peace in the Middle East

We send our men and women to die, keep the cost of gas high and the price of 
life cheap.

The desert is a sandbox of traps and is like kitty litter to cats

the dirty stuff gets buried and swept beneath the mats.

Are these the facts or is it all an act 

to keep the dudes in suits fat and poor people taxed.

Whatever the case is, it all needs to stop

before somebody gets clumsy and let's the big bomb drop

I hope to goodness that day never approaches

because if it does then we'll all just end up as

food for the roaches.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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