I loved him because he was smart
And so good-looking, for sure
Not once did I tell him I loved him
Where he didn't say, "I love you more."
But he lives so far away
More than a thousand miles
And neither of us could up and leave
.....
No rhyme or reason to this one.

I flew over to his land
With a rifle in my hand.
They told me who to shoot
I shot him, that’s the truth.
They said he threatened me
So, I responded violently
Now the foreigner I found
Is resting under the ground.

From thousands of miles away
Our leaders raised us all this way
To either invade or just pillage
Every hamlet and village
Where an enemy might hide,
To crush them with our stride.
If they had children in the street
To stomp them with our feet.

The child might carry bombs
So, ****** them with aplomb
Because anybody there I see
Might be a sneaky enemy.
That they are fighting for freedom
Fails to be seen as wisdom.
After all, we are sparkly white
And that means we are right.

Besides, the rich people at home
Especially in the Capitol Dome
Have us to understand the fact
That no matter how weak they act
They are a threat to all we own
So, we can’t just leave them alone
As we demand others do to us.
We can destroy them with no fuss.

We are the right and perfect children
Of a God that in His perfect wisdom
That sees fit to have leaders destroy
Each animal, man, woman, girl and boy.
The same as that God told King Saul
We must continue to do over all.
Even if we don’t understand the book
We worry about how it would look.

Can we, a righteous Christian land
Let things get so out of hand
That they might prosper and we fail?
No, we ****, ****** or put into jail
Anyone who does not fully agree.
Thus we can behave unilaterally
To force others to do our will
Even if it’s innocents we have to ****.

So I came here with many others
To shoot, bomb and burn out mothers
And fathers and children and crops
And decimate this country without stop.
Because we are the righteous ones
And that is why this war was begun.
Not because some leader needed war.
They told us this is not was it is for.

The accountants can show us numbers
For materiel like fuel, cars and lumber
And how the industrial industry profits
Then insist protests are to scoff at.
They insist only our leaders have the wisdom
To decide who will end up with freedom
They were the ones choose at will
Who they sent me here to ****.

I run so fast I feel the dust form
In clouds behind the blood stained feet
I pound down on the brown earth
Constantly running, I seek comfort
A million miles travelled to try reach
That golden place I feel good enough
For the world to love me

My eyes sting, blinded in their quest
They have forget the world in clear
The reality is blurred beyond repair
Distorted  by the fear I hold
Of the mocking jingle of disappointment
That echos faintly in my ear
Every year long night

Once in a while I trip and fall
Knees grazing and legs shaking
Crying like a child to her mother
As the thread web I wove begins breaking
In front of my black hole eyes
The only way I know how to stop
Is to get up and run again.