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Image may contain: outdoor, text and natureMemorial mixture, Memorial Day,
we’re honoring horror as we decorate graves.
The rah-rah, sis-boom-bah marching bands on parade
display not the feelings I hold on sacred day.

American soldiers, every one mother’s child,
ultimate sacrifice doing job that’s reviled.
American Army and American might
too often the tool of those that just order, “Fight!”

Soldiers fight for country, and American Dream,
when used cavalierly heart and soul wail and scream.
Defending our borders, keeping us safe from harm,
I honor and cherish though I view with alarm-

the rattling of sabers, the ease with which we war,
the longing for justice demands we should explore
some long-term solutions beyond ancient clap-trap
that those with greatest might, righteousness overlap.

If we wish to honor those that have sacrificed,
who in name of homeland offered up very life?
Show patriotism in our thoughts, words and deeds
by reducing blood flow to great Liberty Tree.

Stop feeding us Pablum and most tired of lies,
stop letting the tears flow from your crocodile eyes.
Stop lying to children, telling them there’s no choice,
when it’s perfectly clear that in violence rejoice.

Rejoice in the bombing in far off foreign land,
rejoice in displaying U.S. pow’r of mayhem.
Some call for a parade of military might?
You want me to swallow we’re not itching to fight?

One minute of silence for each soldier that’s died
since millennium’s dawn, last century retired?
To give single minute soldiers sent to their graves
would require whole week memorialize brave.

This day of remembrance we should stretch to a week
and all round U.S. only voices should speak
immediate family of lost daughters and sons;
stop romanticizing memorialization.

Memorial mixture, Memorial Day,
we’re honoring horror as we decorate graves.
The rah-rah, sis-boom-bah marching bands on parade
display not the feelings I hold on sacred day.