while I type this poem
a president speaks to his troops
behind me on the TV
wearing the same bomber jacket
the president before him wore,
saying the same **** things to the same ol' ears
about the same **** guns and the same ol' wars.
he makes promises he can't keep,
while I make another ***** tonic
that I intend to drink.
and to think,
I'm the one considering therapy.
Mar 28, 2010
Mar 28, 2010 at 11:14 AM UTC
while I type this poem
a president speaks to his troops
behind me on the TV
wearing the same bomber jacket
the president before him wore,
saying the same **** things to the same ol' ears
about the same **** guns and the same ol' wars.
he makes promises he can't keep,
while I make another ***** tonic
that I intend to drink.
and to think,
I'm the one considering therapy.