Home Invaders - Poem by Ima Ryma
I hear that U.S. kids are stressed
Because a parent is deployed,
Fighting in wars like fiends obsessed
With having other lands destroyed.
Perhaps U.S. kids would be more
Unstressed with parents fighting in
Their own backyard, a righteous war
That the invaders would not win.
The U.S. kids should feel the pride
Of parents fighting for their land,
Not letting home be occupied,
Then U.S. kids would understand.
As a kid, I cope best I can,
With my Dad in the Taliban.
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