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[aid] => mick
[title] => This War
[time] => 2006-03-03 09:12:51
[hometext] => Written 9/16/05
[bodytext] => I can't believe that we're still Waging this war People continue on oblivious Or are they choosing to ignore This horrible thing That has come to nest A dark cloud hanging over us It never gives me any rest I think continuously about it Knowing I'm not alone In my stomach like a stone it sits Letting the fear of its existence be known Thank our dear president for that Was he not supposed to lead us to better days? We've allowed him to lead us Straight into hell, and now we're stuck in a maze This maze has no end Everywhere we turn we're faced with fear and death And our own lives depend On this maniac who lives for this war He has turned us against ourselves Passing each other by with darting eyes, suspicious Extreme Democrats and Republicans Who would have thought that beliefs could be so dangerous? Man against man And husbands and brothers Fathers and sons Are fighting over in Iraq Like Bush's good little soldiers Obedient to their death Which has become a casualty Fighting for what? What exactly do we gain if we win this war? Other than the pleasant days we should be experiencing One thing we've lost forever is trust For who can trust a war-driven country That kills for no reason Leaves a path of destruction Brainwashes its own people? So many Americans are speaking out Yet the ones with power don't They have the ability to save us And somehow they won't Somehow they agree with Bush A man that is blinded by his selfishness Driven by the killing of innocents That is his motivation to Wage even more war He's running this ring of terror around us So that we're too confused To question his actions We're the sheep, he's the wolf And with his sharp teeth and big muscles He has the weapons and the power To destroy our tomorrow And put his nightmare version of our dreams In its place. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 183 [topic] => 57 [informant] => kerrbear [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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