what is left now that we’ve
used the last excuse – what
is left to justify excess?
the rhetoric at best was very thin when
things began – but to suggest we must
remain and play the hand we’re dealt
by Forces wed to selfish aims
is just insane
the politics of power are lofty heights
with heady flights of fantasy to draw
one on – just playing in those eyrie halls
belies the size of tiny men with hairy
brows and massive heads
we laugh aloud at leadership in debt to
intellect but have we gone beyond our
needs do we exceed capacity to self delude
one must conclude the case – we’re stuck
here in this war to save somebody’s face
or are we whores who’ll sell their souls and
glorify their nether holes in plastic greed
to mollify self-righteous monks who reek
deceit in fiscal grease – believing that our
bowls are filled implicitly with offertory
And is it true you’ll
never see a yanquis’
gift that’s truly free?
© 1 September 2006, I.D. Carswell
This is a nice poem. I don't want to attempt to draw conclusions about it might what refer to, but I will say that for me, the Iraq war has changed me from being a conservative ambivalent about war, to a libertarian against it.
ReplyDeleteAs you suspected Matt it referred to the Iraq situation back in 2006. I feel for the servicemen placed in jeopardy by morally bankrupt political leadership.
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