The Anti-War Codicil

Crank up the war machine, conscript the poor
The wisest solution is we must to war
For we are insulted, and slighted, and more
We must have a cause, a wolf there at the door

We lead by example, as everyone knows,
a emperor naked, in praise of our clothes;
yet no one makes mention, and why, you suppose?
that our face is disfigured from lacking a nose.

And who are we fighting, well, we're not quite sure,
but it's doubtless an evil that threatens the pure;
a menace to freedom, and all that's demure;
and it's symptoms, not causes we're aiming to cure.

So let fly the cannon, and loose the war plane -
Let not rhetoric slow us, or try to explain;
There is no time to waste should be our proud refrain!
It is enthusiasm that conquers our pain.

Now, to those who still wonder, and question this fate,
we must sacrifice freedom for good of the state;
and give up on convenience before it's too late,
think of all those brave souls that have naught on their plate.

If were were in Rome, we would require a Nero,
A leader with vision, who lets our fire grow;
With flourish and pomp we will declare a hero;
The score?  Give us one, and give everyone zero.

05 DEC 2002