War Against Terror?
Hunt on wardogs, seek, scent, destroy
but,
do not try to pretend this is more or less
than a new game, a new toy,
new lives to end
Bring your marines and their backup teams
Try to make us all embrace, extra wide doors and
plastic taste, show us your shiny grin and tell us how
you can fit us all in.
Only you, it seems, may hold the key to dreams.
Only your ideas are valid in this world of pain.
Gentle Buddha can't compete with the stamp of
marching US feet, Mohammad's mountain moves away
but
like the truth, as seen by us, it grows stronger every day.
Freedom lives in the minds and hearts
of all who see and hear through you and yours.
Don't pretend, don't lie, don't tell us fairy tales
Perhaps you can blindly conceal what you really are
from the broken minds of those who voted
and gave you the button... but I see behind the mirror
I see
I see
You talk of freedom, you believe in yourself,
but you want the world to look
pleasing to you, safe to your safe, free to your free
Would you be surprised to know, it doesn't seem like that
to me?
Because we know that you don't love us, we know
you are just... hungry.
The world watches you dance with wolves
We see how you smile, how you love the teeth
Terrorise us if you must, but do not pretend
it is we
who are the terrorists
To George Bush, may his legacy by quickly forgotten....
By Carey Lenehan
© 2005 Carey Lenehan
(All rights reserved)
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