The Headless Warrior
The Headless Warrior
The creation of a civil war and a people that is not set free
Is like the blind leading the blind
And the person at the helm cannot see
That he has no vision and is so unkind
Can a person fight with hands and feet
When there is no stability and no head
The locomotion has no rhythm and no beat
And the person being led might as well be dead
The computer is the head which holds the brain
This is the engine of the soul
Thoughts of the past, present and future drives this person insane
And the work he has to do is wrapped up in this one enigmatic role
Nevertheless, like a freight train with no brakes and going downhill
He moves along at breakneck speed
And the people think that he must be very ill
This burden of thousands of lost lives in Iraq is such a terrible deed
Even without a head, it is necessary to change course in midstream
He holds steadfast, through thick and thin, no clear vision
And advice cannot be given to a headstrong person who does not listen to his team
This shows a great deal of anger and failure to make the right decision
The person who makes the move and pulls the string
Sometimes cannot be seen, but his action is felt far and wide
And the people at home, wait nervously for the phone to ring
Telling of the bad news, its just oil;that they have been taken for a ride
Missing limbs, dead sons,daughters,husbands and wives
Vietnam is revisited, and the living families,
Are left behind out of step and out of groove,
Forever out of touch with the headless warrior.
William Morrissey 4/12/07
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