Now what's the matter with the West?
You had your latest share
of target-practice in Afghanistan.
You won the war against Panama
and stole what was going to be their Canal
for your own private use.
You defeated Grenada. OK, well, not really
the correct word, but that dirty dozen
had to be defeated!
Now while we Russians rested on our laurels
after our second Afghanistan
mismanaged exercise and you decided
to take over there was only half of them
Fedayeens and Mujahdeens left
and you still couldn't get them.
OK, so now we're messing in Syria
facing each other
under false bombastic pretenses.
Don't you remember we've been at it first
since the early19th century? So all right,
I guess you needed to target-practice in Iraq
before your soldiers died of rusted boredom
but you blew it there also!
Now why don't we join forces, in secret,
and let's take them out in good company.
As a matter of fact that's the secret deal
between Obama and Putin.
An everyday competition as to who
gets to kill the most in any one day.
Nah, it's not a crusade,
it's good old marketing
for softening the ground while we practice
hypocrite upmanship.
I tell you the truth and only the truth
truthfully. Cross my heart hope to die!
As a matter of fact talks of peace
started many thousands of years ago.
We 're still at it despite the accidental
peace intermissions
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I dread peace! No more beheadings! ! !
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