Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Libyan Oil

Where are the chants
Of no blood for oil
Apparently we've become immune
To memories we scorn
Whatever ruler
Holds the power
We adjust our disdain
Our disgust
For war
For hate
But the leader we chose
Is right
His views and ours mate
We agree
So that whoever it is
We hold him in high regard
We all cannot wait
For our side to be right
So when
No not if
The one we support
Does the same
As previous leaders
Whatever the cause
Or reason
With our morals so flexible
Whatever the season
We can autofellate
So long as
We are right