poem - "useless"
you just did what they told ya
you weren't even a soldi(a)
their orders, you'd blindly follow
'cause your decadent life was so hollow
they'd tell you to mourn,
yellow ribbon, black arm band, at the terrorists point your scorn,
a patriotic wave of the flag--
useless; might as well be a plastic bag.
that would mean more,
as your biggest decisions come down to the store:
paper or plastic? want fries with that?
guzzle more gas with your SUV as you get fat.
and, folks half way 'cross the world die in your name,
but you're watching American Idol... surely, you're not to blame

regb
7-14-5