My history was more like a war A war not like an ordinary war This wasn’t a kind of war That took place in a different country This was a war inside the home This wasn’t a kind of war Where you used guns, and tanks This was a war of the mind A war where you used words Words as your weapons Greed as your alibi This was the kind of war The kind of war that made you wish Wish you were fighting in some Remote country With 115 degree weather With mosquitoes the size of small birds Feeding on your blood No this is no ordinary war It is a war inside the home A war of the mind
copyright 9.12.10 tlb ~This section came out of the book I am working on, the wording is a little different though to make if flow better.