What is war but glory and gore
Down by the ocean
On lost river avenue
There lived an old man
Who held a bullet in his shoe
Who can blame this aging soul
For he had lost his baby boy
To Obama's corporate attitude
Sent off to battle
For the sake of humanity
All of these insurgents
Supposedly evil in nature
Defending their homes
From the gun of a people
Led to believe the propaganda
And all that is simple
All you have to do is perceive
The terrorists are just like you and me
Their homes,
Families and responsibility
Work to support
Work to survive
What's to say this crusade that their on
Is no different than the billion before
The templer
The roman catholic church
Pope urban proclaimed the first
1050 began the 200 year charge
Then it was over
And has forever continued
In one form or another
This time its not white man
Or his brother from.afar
These ones are different
Or as the prophets has told
From.hell they have came
To **** all that is not theirs
Here we now stand
With glory and gore
But it is no different than what came from.before
The repeat of time
Not to say it is right
Just an observation
Of the state of our world
Mysteries and light
How can it be?
But a riddle in our minds?