Tim caffery

(02/09/1978 / San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, CA)

Which One Was It (Viet Nam or Iraq)


Presidents said they attacked
Viet Nam and then Iraq
One hit a boat
The other towers
So we mustered
All our powers
All our children
ALL our faiths
to find It lied
Right in our face
Chasing drugs
Or chasing oil
Our Family's blood
Now soaks their soil
And we connect
With those who died
From bombs and agents
We supplied
To a war we fight
Where a MILLION died
From bombs and bullets
We supplied
By jobs we do
The taxes paid
70 cents of
every dollar made
Turns to weapons
We'll leave behind
Like the conscious
Of our mind

11.21.09

Submitted: Saturday, November 21, 2009
Edited: Thursday, August 11, 2011

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