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The Real Weapons of Mass Destruction

Greed, power, scandal, corruption Synonymous with a war unjust We blame it on the politicians who caused the obstructions. Fueled by the propaganda, we heard the lies; we bought the talk; in leaders we put our trust. Behind the black curtain of smoke, roadside bombs and bodies strewn, like ornamental flowers of carnage and gory death. Our government slowly deteriorating under massive debts, but they are immune to the debts that the soldier must face as he waits to take his last breath. We shouldn’t have stayed We shouldn’t have gone Nothing can be said or done to allay the feeling that maybe, just maybe, our “Leader” was wrong.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 12/17/2008 6:45:00 PM
Very very true. I agree totally with this poem. Great job!
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