Another Day of Infamy March 20, 2003 By Del Abe Jones

An unprovoked attack in Forty-one That some say, could have been prevented Sadly, now we have another one From lies our Government invented. We are coming on five years of War More than forty-three hundred killed Just so, as some say, the Pres's wishes For his vain revenge, could be fulfilled. There's untold numbers of wounded Some of body and some in mind Each day a "Day of Infamy" In War of an unnecessary kind. And now there's more sabre rattling To get us in yet, another fight By those warmongers in DC Where good sense has taken flight.

They will bankrupt our Country And leave debts our children must pay They've ruined our credibility And what was, "The American Way". How did we let them do this to us As they ignore our Constitution? If we don't try to stop them now There can be, but one resolution! We'll go the way of other Nations Who fell to Government's aggression With apathy and fear and silence As their Rights fell to oppression. Some think it is unpatriotic To speak with a critical word But, be careful that, that, "Freedom of Speech" Won't be the last, that you've heard! If we don't change our heading Then, one more, "Day of Infamy" Will be the downfall of our Nation The end of, "The Land of the Free"!

Copyright ©  Del Abe Jones 2007

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