The Voters
We vote them in to speak for us
Like lemmings we follow the presidential bus
Once in power and take the oath
To serve our country which serves us both
Many roads they travel down
Can trip some up, while others fall down
AmBushed in Iraq, the lair of Blair
Where many soldiers perished there
Taliban in Afghanistan
Guerrilla warfare not a flash in the pan
Another conflict to more pain
What in the end do we gain
Continue to send troops to different shores
To be gun downed and bombed as before
To fight a war so far from us
Should we really follow the presidential bus?
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2009
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