Refusing to fight the major war,
the war based on principles,
the one we can win
We’re forced to fight a never-ending series
of political wars,
ones that we can only lose
We’re trapped in the middle of Appeasement River
and headed for Chamberlain Falls,
terror awaiting in the rapids now ahead
Slowing down the current or rowing harder wont
save us, it only extends the time of our demise,
capitulation pulling us under toward the roar
As a country, we’re now in the middle of that river
arguing over who has the water rights,
arguing over whose paddle is best
Until we get off the river and back on dry land,
Chamberlain Falls will continue to pull
—and Armageddon will continue to call
(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2015)