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Oct 2019
By: Cedric McClester

You mentioned the weapons
And  money we gave ‘em
Now that they’ve been abandoned
Who’s gonna save them?
After the Turks come in
To invade them
They’ve been loyal to us
But look how you paid them

You made your decision
Base on a  whim
After the phone conversation
That you had with him
Now the prognosis for the Kurds
Is looking grim
After they’ve sacrificed
Life and limb

Are we to make
The usual inference?
Your decision was based
On business interests
You own two Turkish towers
I guess it makes sense
Regardless of the fact
That it’s at other's expense

Promises made and
Promises kept
Never mind the few allies
That we still have left
Clearly that move
Wasn’t very deft
You're flexing your muscles
But you haven't much heft




          Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2019.  All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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