Be a soldier **** men Be a hero Be a civilian **** men Be sentenced to death by THE man No no Let me clarify It's okay When the man kills the man who kills the other man Because we can't **** the men in OUR great country Treason Just the men of OTHERS Loyalty And I think of it like sibling rivalries Ganging up on one another Under the same roof Now Let me tell you of the greatest country in the world Settlers Brave souls who had to evict the native Americans Because only savages don't have guns And resistors did die But we won our land (Christened in their blood) Grabbing at it like pocketed gas station goodies And it was easy enough To suspend your conscience for long enough We learned So last week I decided to walk into the nicest house I could find and claim it mine It didn't work Maybe next time I'll bring my guns And as their fear becomes my power I don't know what I'll become But I think Niccolo put it best Better being feared than loved So we point our nukes at the bad men The ones that live in the less civilizedΒ Β (less american) parts Because violence is NOT the answer, kids, but war is Civilian If you wish to **** Go buy a gun And **** yourself
I hope my sarcasm translates well enough, as it makes up the majority of this poem.