My history was more like a war
A war not like an ordinary war  
This wasn’t a kind of war
That took place in a different country
This was a war inside the home  
This wasn’t a kind of war
Where you used guns, and tanks
This was a war of the mind  
A war where you used words
Words as your weapons
Greed as your alibi
This was the kind of war
The kind of war that made you wish
Wish you were fighting in some
Remote country
With 115 degree weather
With mosquitoes the size of small birds
Feeding on your blood
No this is no ordinary war
It is a war inside the home
A war of the mind