Lindsay Laurie

Rookie (Australia)

You Can Call Me A Coward - Poem by Lindsay Laurie

I may not seem to all a patriot
with the words that I must say,
but within this land of freedom
I can say them anyway.
Is it up to us to save this world
through fighting someone else's war?
It's time to bring the troops back home
and then shut the bloody door,
until there's not a hint of prejudice
starvation has been beat.
Until our cities are not jungles
and it's safe to walk the street.
When we know that every child
can be safe and warm at night.
This is our battle raging.
This is the war that we must fight.

So hey Mr. President
don't come knocking on my door,
telling me I must sign up
to fight some other nations war.
You might call me a coward,
but I'm pleased that you can,
here in my homeland America
where I'm a proud American.

Why is it up to my countrymen
and the women of my land
to fight and die so far away
for reasons they don't understand.
For a regime that is corrupted
now their despots in a plight.
We should take a moral stand,
and state that we refuse to fight,
until we heal our sin of poverty
so many of us seem to face,
and eased the pain of bigotry
for colour, creed or race.
Give us all the opportunity
for aid towards our health,
and from the taxes that we pay…
It is us who shares our wealth.

So hey Mr. President
don't come knocking on my door,
telling me I must sign up
to fight some other nations war.
You might call me a coward,
but I'm pleased that you can,
here in my homeland America
where I'm a proud American.

So to all my politicians
beating drums with battle cries,
I have turned my back on you;
I will not listen to your lies.
And even with your spiel on fear,
you will never earn respect
from the soldiers who are silent
but are ready to protect,
immigrants who keep on coming
from the countries of their birth,
to find themselves a better life
from each corner of the earth.
Who have helped build up this nation
to the envy of the world,
and stand beside me hand on heart
where our stars and stripes unfurled.

So hey Mr. President
don't come knocking on my door,
telling me I must sign up
to fight some other nations war.
You might call me a coward,
but I'm pleased that you can,
here in my homeland America
where I'm a proud American.

You might call me a coward,
but I'm pleased that you can,
here in my homeland America
where I'm a proud American.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 29, 2012



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