Mounting aggression

Campaigns multiply

First it was Shatila, Sabra

Then Jenin

Now it is Basra, Baghdad

And then maybe me

And us

We

With the USA

Making us all chose our sides

We let ourselves be shunted

From side to side

On the side of right

Are we ?

You and me?

We?

Our great leader

Decides for all three

We are going along for the ride

We

Who pays the ticket?

How long is the ride?

Where are we headed?

Don’t we get to decide?

Is someone at the wheel?

Why are people so eager to jump out?

To blow the bus up

In a mushroom cloud?

Aggression is mounting

Aggression is me

Aggression in my bones

Here for the release

Campaigns multiply

And casualties do mount

I scan the news

To keep up the count

Of how many towelheads?

How many gooks?

How many whitebreads?

How many spooks?

Campaigns will multiply

And casualties will mount

Long as they ain’t white

They don’t really count