No doubt
There is courage
Demonstrated
By soldiers
Fighting for us
No doubt
There is courage
Deep within
Our volunteers
Guarding our fear
No doubt
GIs “ruck up”
Willingly, zealously
March forward to front lines
For love of country
No doubt
Heroes are daily made
In Afghani hills
Amidst poppies
And dusty trails
No doubt
Every Iraqi day
Another GI may lay
To permanent rest
Not for want of bravery
But wonder why
Civilians who suggest
There is no other pathway
Are not putting themselves
In harms way
But wonder why
Billions upon billions
Spent, sucking
Our pockets dry
The war mongering profiteers
Line theirs with gold
Silver and blood
In the name of
The all too patriotic
Red, white, and blue
While dismembered troops
March home
Finding no solace
In ribbons, medals
And broken bone
No doubt
Endless numbers of bodies
Innocents line the morgues
In many countries
Lie silent
Clearly in our agony
But I, for one, suggest
There is no recompense
No way to reconcile
The use of these bodies
By those in political denial
For a president
To justify
The war that killed
Any particular GI
For a modicum of political capital
Is he, she
Mother, father
Sister, brother
Better used dead
Instead of alive as we remembered
No doubt
There was courage
There where
Others dare not
Tread, but
No doubt
There is no honor
In using these heroes
As leverage
To support
A mission that
Got them dead
There is courage
Demonstrated
By soldiers
Fighting for us
No doubt
There is courage
Deep within
Our volunteers
Guarding our fear
No doubt
GIs “ruck up”
Willingly, zealously
March forward to front lines
For love of country
No doubt
Heroes are daily made
In Afghani hills
Amidst poppies
And dusty trails
No doubt
Every Iraqi day
Another GI may lay
To permanent rest
Not for want of bravery
But wonder why
Civilians who suggest
There is no other pathway
Are not putting themselves
In harms way
But wonder why
Billions upon billions
Spent, sucking
Our pockets dry
The war mongering profiteers
Line theirs with gold
Silver and blood
In the name of
The all too patriotic
Red, white, and blue
While dismembered troops
March home
Finding no solace
In ribbons, medals
And broken bone
No doubt
Endless numbers of bodies
Innocents line the morgues
In many countries
Lie silent
Clearly in our agony
But I, for one, suggest
There is no recompense
No way to reconcile
The use of these bodies
By those in political denial
For a president
To justify
The war that killed
Any particular GI
For a modicum of political capital
Is he, she
Mother, father
Sister, brother
Better used dead
Instead of alive as we remembered
No doubt
There was courage
There where
Others dare not
Tread, but
No doubt
There is no honor
In using these heroes
As leverage
To support
A mission that
Got them dead
I had originally thought I would do the usual post, but was inspired to jot some prose after reading the text of another presidential PR event. I hope you will forgive the verse, but it is troubling to me as to why, to this day, the President uses the stories of heroic action and dying GIs to support his political message and agenda? What is his aim? To take the tragedy and turn it toward his own designs, he shucks our skins and exposes our mores revealing the values of hypocrisy he allows.
Here's the text of W's speechifying that spured the above:
I think of two Navy SEALs named Matthew Axelson and Danny Deetz. In June of 2005, they were part of a SEAL team operating deep in the mountains of Afghanistan on a mission to kill or capture a Taliban leader. They were discovered, and they were soon surrounded in a mountain ravine by 30 to 40 Taliban fighters. During the firefight that ensued, Axelson urged an injured teammate to escape, and he provided cover before suffering a mortal wound. Fighting nearby, his partner Deetz was also mortally wounded, but he too stood his ground and kept firing until finally, he finally died.Cross posted at Bring It On.
Because of the courage of Petty Officers Axelson and Deetz, their wounded teammate made it out alive. For their heroism, these two Petty Officers were awarded the Navy Cross. But I want you to hear what Petty Officer Deetz's wife said about her husband and his comrades in arms. She said, "Danny and his brothers went toward evil and ran forward and gave their last breath."
We live in freedom because of the courage of men like Matthew and Danny. And we will honor their sacrifice by completing the mission.
4 comments:
The poem certainly covers every aspect of this horrible flow of history, which is drowning us in its gory muck.
Grumpy Old Man informed me that W.'s forebears made a fortune during the Civil War. They were ironmongers who sold cannons to both sides of the conflict. His gramps Prescott sold arms to the Nazis. This current moneymaking situation is carrying on a family tradition, this time around profiting from oil and materiel production right here in Amurka. Bred in the bone. One could even say it's tidier, since the fighting is not occurring here in the USA. Oh, except for that 9/11 thing, which actually worked out very well for W. Rove et al, to paraphrase Old Mother Lack of Courage Barbara Bush.
The entitled-feeling spawn of these kinds of people have always managed to shirk, sneak, or buy their way out of mortal combat, whether it was a declared war or not.
What are we doing about this? What can we do? Where is Robin Hood when you need him?
Not sure how I missed this. Probably loading Educational Whisper from my cache, or something. Anyway...I like it!
Very eloquent observation about Bu$hCo's repeated use of the military as his all-purpose justification for everything they do.
Psycho Killer
''Not too long after Franklin D. Roosevelt died, Republicans insisted on what was to become the 22nd Amendment to the Constitution. It was meant to ensure that never again would a president serve more than two terms. Now is the time for yet another amendment. This one would ensure that no child of a president could become president. This would avert another George W. Bush.
Sounds reasonable to me.
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