Bobby O

I’m tired the ten o’clock lead in shows another soldier bleedin’
Why did he die with his bravery
Was it truth or chicanery 
Iraq , Iran , phony weapons of doom
Bush and Chaney meeting secretly in the back room
With slimey hidden agendas 
Cloaked in Mideast confusion 
Deciding to send our boys to die
Sayin’ that’s the Solution?

With arrogance before our eyes they disguise lies as the truth
Let’s televise the Revolution
Stop killing our youth

But the haze of malaise 
Has us lost in a maze
Cuz we don’t challenge the motherfuckers that just lead us astray

They count on the fact that we won’t act or Derive
Their insidious plans
How they plot to survive 
When good people do nothing there’s room for evil to thrive

Why hesitate
We shouldn’t wait 
Bring the boys back alive !
Bobby O

  • Author: Bobby O (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 29th, 2023 00:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: This taps into a past time when our Soldiers lives were tritely treated . Regrettably , we still have potential for varied uncaring attitude toward people as those in power spin the facts to fit personal selfish agendas. I awaken the past to wake us in the present.
  • Category: Sociopolitical
  • Views: 18


  • Parisab

    Great words to ‘awaken’ the not so far past-No one wins these wars-but the system that protects the few with power-

    • Bobby O

      Exactly. Thanks for the read and the comment

    • Neville

      I agree with every single word ..

      • Bobby O

        You’re a monster. I’m a fan. My grandmother is from just outside London. A Cromwell. I’ve never mad the trip across the pond but I live vicariously through a great friend from Birmingham who’s living near me and takes pride of his Hooliganism.

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