Politicians Argue As Young Men Die
As the Grunt paces the dirty street, watching his buddy’s back in the killer heat,
they watch for killers hiding among the population walking those same damn streets.
How’d they get in this fix anyway, to take down bad guys and not become dead meat,
cause liberal politicians couldn’t stand up to a threat, figuring nothing money can’t beat.
Give the school ground bully an inch and he’ll just pound you for a mile,
give a damn terrorist the same, and he’ll bury you, and your family too.
Some think the best thing is to ‘get along’, that’s hard with a junkyard dog,
too much denial, all this lib stuff makes even D.C. a sorry excuse for a zoo!
Those who go in honor to do the dirty dangerous job of keeping us all so free,
have to clean up the mess made by those who should have been here in our place.
Politicians, questionable voices, with little understanding of the real world they see,
costing us young, who have to stand where they will not, hurting all the human race.
Old soldiers know what young soldiers will have to learn in time I say,
you stand and deliver what politicians will never have to defend.
America will remember long after the spineless politicians pass away,
and we who once stood in your boots know the price of honor you spend.
We will remember, we will keep the tally of fallen and the lame,
and we will render honor to you who stood amid the fires of that hell.
We will record the stories and tell them all, recalling your heroes name,
and thank you for the duty done, owed when politicians ring war’s bell.