poem (politics. hate 'em)

news brief from the mid-east
so sick of suicide bombers
the land
belongs to the farmers
bed fellows with friends like osama
gonna need
bulletproof pajamas

they say the war
is fought by the poor
but be honest
this shouldn't alarm us
getting food stamps
not paying taxes
take it easy
the homeless relaxes
fighting gang wars through the city
now turn and aim your guns on the enemy

so don't pump your fists at congress
they're not the ones
that are trying to harm us
every fool that loves saddam is
you who pay for his legal armor
heard of 9/11
from your place in the bahamas
slit his throat
' it's cruel and unusual!' they'll warn us
but you can gas and blast millions who were undefended and armless
if peace is what you promise (or at least you thought it)