A Decade Gone
Over scrubby hills and dry plains
Through the wilderness I roam,
On this alien planet
Far from my home.
Those Quran burnings
Got me feeling uncertain,
The Big Man promised we’ll be gone
If not now, when?
I came here to do right
Work day and night
Combating the evil terrorists;
But now I’ve lost sight
Protecting America’s might
Goals clouded by red mist.
Now sixteen people pushing up daisies
Nine children, never grown;
My comrade ending all their dreams
Stripping sanity to the bone.
Ten years of continual hate,
Making 1500 the magic number
Of those who left this planet
To become purgatory’s next member.
I came here to do right
Work day and night
We’ve crossed bin Laden off our list;
But now I’ve lost sight
Protecting America’s might
Goals dying in red mist.
Our mission here was plain:
Flush the Taliban down the drain
But a decade’s gone, we haven’t moved on,
All our fighting’s been in vain.
It’s the end of another day
“We’re getting closer,” they say;
I’m tired of this fight, wanna hold my wife tight,
And tell her I’m home to stay.
But that’s the price I have to pay.
We came here to do right
Work day and night
Combating the evil terrorists;
But now we’ve lost sight
Protecting America’s might
Goals lost forever in red mist.
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