Whose blood do you shed,
For surely it is not your own.
Who is it that you pray for,
Who is gone from your home?
This war isn't touching your life,
You have none that must be mourned.
How do you explain to the mother, the wife,
How many babies with dead daddies will be born?
How arrogent of you to choose
Who deserves to live and die.
Those are MY boys out there,
I am the one who cries.
"Weapons of mass destruction"
Proven to be a lie.
"Secretly harboring terrorists"
Was your next battle cry.
Bring my boys home now
Bring them back today.
Don't leave them there to die,
Don't throw their lives away.
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