A Slap On The Face Of Democracy Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Of course they could care less,
As they feed while soldiers bleed!
Those who choose their conflcits sit...
Sipping on beverages,
As patriotism is professed...
In the quiet comfort of their peaceful nests.

Not one of them ever offered to defend,
With civil duty.
But they will sit to wish destruction continues...
As they lay on couches,
To watch TV on their lazy rear ends.

And when our soldiers come home from war.
They are the last to be served.
Most of them are ignored.
And to keep a peace,
While those leech remained bored!
Is a slap on the face of democracy.
And the ones left victimized...
Are those wounded and abused,
By those selfish!
Who should be the ones despised!

'Why are you soooo angry? '

Not only am I Black.
But as a young patriotic man...
I served my country,
And that's a fact.
And those who sit back getting fat,
I disrespect.
While those who are sent to war...
Risk their lives,
To return to their homeland.
And receive not even a thank you.
But they themselves attacked.

And I have already...as a young man,
Experienced that!
And these are facts that must be changed.