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Array ( [sid] => 23358 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => What Are We Doing Here? [time] => 2003-09-17 10:25:00 [hometext] => "We are here to serve the strategic interests of those who consider themselves racially superior." [bodytext] => Did you vote for Bush?
If you did or did not
With Twin Towers you gave him
All your support

How did we get from there
to here?
How come being patriotic
Just leads to more fear?

How come these leaders
seem just to be liars?
How come?
How come?
How come?

Your troops they are calling you
We're dying here Mom

You sent your best
Your loved ones and dear
And we anti-war
Know they're not to blame
They are just kids
And all have a name

It's your leaders who have failed you
And how, and HOW!
You gave them your trust
And now, and NOW?

Your troops they are calling you
It's not like they said
It's not full of glory
Hymns and safe to bed
People are dying, day after day
People like me
We blow them away
We see them screaming and crying at us
But we really, we really
Don't KNOW what to say...

War is hell Mom, I don't want THIS
I thought I was a liberator
But that's just purest *****
The whole world's gone crazy
And I feel like just crying
They say we are noble
There's nothing noble in DYING

Please let me come home Mom
I am sick of this *****
Let Bush come and get bloody
See what HE thinks of it

This thing is a nightmare
It's a living hell
And most what I've seen
I never can tell

Let me come home Mom
I just want some PEACE
Not slaughter and anger
And hate without cease

Our leaders have brought us
Such shame and such grief
Our warmongering leader
A brainless thief in chief

Bush has deceived us
For the sake of some oil
When I see him I'll tell him
He makes my blood boil

The scars of this nightmare
Run ugly and bloody and deep
Let me come home Mom
From this world I must leap
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 41 [informant] => Steeleyes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
What Are We Doing Here?

Contributed by Steeleyes on Wednesday, 17th September 2003 @ 10:25:00 AM in AEST
Topic: political



Did you vote for Bush?
If you did or did not
With Twin Towers you gave him
All your support

How did we get from there
to here?
How come being patriotic
Just leads to more fear?

How come these leaders
seem just to be liars?
How come?
How come?
How come?

Your troops they are calling you
We're dying here Mom

You sent your best
Your loved ones and dear
And we anti-war
Know they're not to blame
They are just kids
And all have a name

It's your leaders who have failed you
And how, and HOW!
You gave them your trust
And now, and NOW?

Your troops they are calling you
It's not like they said
It's not full of glory
Hymns and safe to bed
People are dying, day after day
People like me
We blow them away
We see them screaming and crying at us
But we really, we really
Don't KNOW what to say...

War is hell Mom, I don't want THIS
I thought I was a liberator
But that's just purest *****
The whole world's gone crazy
And I feel like just crying
They say we are noble
There's nothing noble in DYING

Please let me come home Mom
I am sick of this *****
Let Bush come and get bloody
See what HE thinks of it

This thing is a nightmare
It's a living hell
And most what I've seen
I never can tell

Let me come home Mom
I just want some PEACE
Not slaughter and anger
And hate without cease

Our leaders have brought us
Such shame and such grief
Our warmongering leader
A brainless thief in chief

Bush has deceived us
For the sake of some oil
When I see him I'll tell him
He makes my blood boil

The scars of this nightmare
Run ugly and bloody and deep
Let me come home Mom
From this world I must leap




Copyright © Steeleyes ... [ 2003-09-17 10:25:00]
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Re: What Are We Doing Here? (User Rating: 1 )
by painted_echos on Thursday, 18th September 2003 @ 01:45:19 AM AEST
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you are so right in saying that it is those in charge who deserve our anger, and not the men and women who had to carry out the orders. makes you wonder just how much war there would be, should those who make the decisions also had to fight.




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