I dedicate this poem(which happens to be a song)
Feel free to post a poem that fits your war mood.
Enjoy:

PEACE

Peace, whoa oh/Peace/That's what we're here for/And not to war

When the war upon people of color thru needles/Designed to disease instead of relieve
When it ceases/I'll be a man of peace
(Say what)/When this mask of vendetta/Like tears on the face of Coretta
Roll down and go away/I'll be happier (Happier)/I'll be a man of peace

Everybody say!/Peace, whoa oh/Peace/That's what we're here for
(That's what we're here for)/And not to war

When the time that we spend/Watching TV depends on
Whether or not it destroy or transcend/Then I won't need
(I won't, I won't)/Won't need a warranty
When the power of the hour is not yours but is ours
And the faces we see reflect all that we be indeed There'll be a jubilee

Everybody say/Peace, whoa oh/Peace/That's what we're here for
(That's what we're here for)/And not to war/Bass

(Talkin' about freedom)/The rewards that we share will be based on what's fair
And not the curliness or the thick of our hair/Real competition, if you dare!
Music is our middle name/And we don't wanna play your game
So when the mergers you make are with us/
And you take a fair slice of the cake/That we bake then you break
That would be real cool/But y'all wanna act like fools!
(What's up with that?)/Can't we all just get along?
And have peace, whoa oh/Peace/That's what we're here for
And not to war/Peace/Peace/Peace, whoa oh/Peace
That's what we're here for/And not to war

War


Hunh


Good God!


What is it good fah.


Absolutely nuttin.

Rumpofsteelskin said:

say it again!!!

EllisDee said:

War


Hunh


Good God!


What is it good fah.


Absolutely nuttin.

Rumpofsteelskin said:

SuperC said:

Charlie Brown Grown Up Voice!!!...whaa whunh whaa whuhnn wha whaanh whuh!

DexMSR said:

:LOL:
It's the prince song peace. The lyrics are crazy i guess without the music.

perhaps there's an appropriate Prince song to dedicate to sick, starving Iraqi children, and murdered Iraqi parents

come on! there must be something for that in the vault somewhere.

SuperC said:

Prince "Free"

Don't sleep 'til the sunrise, listen 2 the falling rain
Don't worry 'bout tomorrow, don't worry 'bout your pain
Don't cry unless you're happy, don't smile unless you're blue
Never let that lonely monster take control of U

Be glad that U r free
Free 2 change your mind
Free 2 go most anywhere, anytime
Be glad that U r free
There's many a man who's not
Be glad 4 what U had baby, what you've got
Be glad 4 what you've got

I know (my?) heart is beating, my drummer tells me so
If U take your life 4 granted, your beating heart will go
So don't sleep until you're guilty, 'cuz sinners all r we
There's others doing far worse than us, so be glad that U r free

Be glad that U r free
Free 2 change your mind
Free 2 go most anywhere, anytime
Be glad that U r free
There's many a man who's not
Be glad 4 what U had baby, what you've got
Be glad 4 what you've got

Soldiers are a marching, they're writing brand new laws
Will we all fight together 4 the most important cause?
Will we all fight 4 the right 2 be free?
Free (Be glad that U r free)
Free 2 change my mind (Free 2 change your mind)
Free 2 go most anywhere, anytime (Free 2 go most anywhere,anytime)
I'm just glad, I'm just glad I'm free, yeah (Be glad that U r free)
There's many a man who's not (There's many a man who's not)
Glad 4 what I had baby, (Be glad 4 what U had and)
Glad 4 what I got, oh yeah (for what you've got)
Oh I'm just glad, I'm just glad I'm free,yeah (Be glad that U r free)
Free 2 change my mind (Free 2 change your mind)
Free 2 go most anywhere, anytime (Free 2 go most anywhere,anytime)
(Be glad that U r free)
(There's many a man who's not)
I'm so... (Be glad 4 what U had and for)
(what you've got)

Prince "America"

Aristocrats on a mountain climb
Making money, losing time
Communism is just a word
But if the government turn over
It'll be the only word that's heard

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Little sister making minimum wage
Living in a 1-room jungle-monkey cage
Can't get over, she's almost dead
She may not be in the black
But she's happy she ain't in the red

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Freedom
Love
Joy
Peace

Jimmy Nothing never went 2 school
They made him pledge allegiance
He said it wasn't cool
Nothing made Jimmy proud
Now Jimmy lives on a mushroom cloud

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

America, America
God shed his grace on thee
America, America
Keep the children free

Freedom
Love
Joy
Peace

boom, boom, boom, boom
the bomb go
boom, boom, boom, boom
the bomb go boom.
Teacher, why won't Jimmy pledge allegiance?

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

- John Lennon

Rudy said:

As you requested, excerpt from "Money Don't Matter"

Hey now, maybe we can find a good reason 2 send a child off 2 war
So what if we're controllin' all the oil
Is it worth a child dying 4? (Is it worth it?)
If long life is what we all live 4 then long life will come 2 pass
Anything is better than the picture of the child in a cloud of gas
And U think U got it bad

"shallow graves" by body count


You give me for honor (graves)
Where your soldeirs lay (graves)
They're so far away (graves)
The home of the brave (graves)

I won't die in your bullshit wars no more
I won't fight to my death for you
I won't watch my poor mama cry no more
Muthafuck your red, white and blue

Thousands of men go to war to fight for
Politics which they don't understand
Murder people who they never met
When they make it home they're considered a vet
Fire drops from the sky as the young boys die

Far from home, all alone, it's a sin
All you get in return in a shit shallow grave
Cause in war there's no way you can win

You give me for honor (graves)
Where your soldeirs lay (graves)
They're so far away (graves)
The home of the brave (graves)

I won't die in your bullshit wars no more
I won't fight to my death for you
I won't watch my poor mama cry no more
Muthafuck your red, white and blue

MIA, yeah right, you think they give a fuck,
You're just pawns in the game off the board
Brainwashed to the point where you kill at the drop of a dime
But it's not called a crime
Vietnam, persian gulf, did we win ? Did we lose ?

Thousands die, human beings you choose
Once in you're owned by the man,
Uncle sam is his name, you're his slave,
Shallow graves

You give me for honor (graves)
Where your soldeirs lay (graves)
They're so far away (graves)
The home of the brave (graves)

I won't die in your bullshit wars no more
I won't fight to my death for you
I won't watch my poor mama cry no more
Muthafuck your red, white and blue

You give me for honor

down with war...partyup!!!

We don't give a damn
We just want to jam
Party up (Party up, got to party up)
That Army bag
Such a double drag
Party up (Party up, got to, got to, got to party up)
(Party) Got to party down, baby
Revolutionary rock and roll
Goin' Uptown, baby,
How you gonna make me kill somebody
I don't even know?
They got the draft, uh, uh
I just laugh
Party up (Party up, got to party up)
Fightin' war is such a fuckin' bore
Party up (Party up, got to, got to, got to party up)

(Party) Uh, uh, got to party down, babe
Ooh, it's all about what's in your mind
Goin' Uptown, baby,
I don't wanna die I just wanna have a bloody good time
Party up
Got to party up
Party up
Got to party up
Because of their half-baked mistakes
We get ice cream
No cake
All lies
No truth
Is it fair to kill the youth?
Party up
Party up
Got to party up yeah
Got to party up babe, ooh
Got to party up yeah
Got to party up babe, ooh
Got to party up yeah
Oooh ooh
Got to party up babe, ooh
Got to party up yeah
Got to party up babe, whoo
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah
(Party up - gotta party up)
Party up - Got to party up baby {repeated}

Revolutionary Rock and Roll

Party up - gotta party up
Party up - gotta party up
Party up - gotta party up
Party up - gotta party up
Party up - gotta party up
Party up - gotta party up, babe
Party up - gotta party up {continues in background}
you're gonna have to fight your own damn war
Cuz we don't wanna fight no more

you're gonna have to fight your own damn war
Cuz we don't wanna fight no more

you're gonna have to fight your own damn war
Cuz we don't wanna fight no more

you're gonna have to fight your own damn war
Cuz we don't wanna fight no more
I said we don't wanna fight no more (gonna have to fight your own damn war)
Cuz we don't wanna FIGHT NO MORE!


©1980 Ecnirp Music - BMI

SuperC said:

That song says it all!

you can get anything you want at alice's restaurant
you can get anything you want at alice's restaurant
just walk right around the back
just a half a mile from the railroad tracks
you can get anything you want at alice's restaurant

I'm feeling really bad now because I thought SuperC was using the old

"We're going to war. You don't want to die a virgin do you?"

line to try and score.


Bad me.

july said:

You're an angel...I've been waiting for the lyrics to this...we thank you!!

T (~!~) and Dee

NettieSmiles said:

This is the perfect one!!

TO ALL!!!

Epitaph on a Tyrant

Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after
And the poetry he invented was easy to understand;
He knew human folly like the back of his hand,
And was greatly interested in armies and fleets;
When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter,
And when he cried the little children died in the streets.

-- W. H. Auden





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[This message was edited Wed Mar 19 13:43:52 PST 2003 by 2the9s]

Doodlebugs

A bomb, last night, fell close by Radlett.
The pulsing engine stopped right overheard.
Four minutes to the crash. Slowly we counted;
One girl cried, "Oh God! dear God!"
The tension grew to bursting point; the blast
Shattered the windows. We breathed again.
Always the bombs come over in early evening
Just before we go on shift. We talk of rush-hour traffic
But underneath the fear remains. Death can come
From so many angles. Tomorrow, next week, next month
It may not pass us by.


-- Grace Griffiths (1944)

[A "doodlebug" is a bomb with wings. Hitler launched these against London]

"I see the pestilence outside my window,
I see the dung heaps piled at lest a mile high,
I see the shards of shattered dreams in the streets,
I face the morning with my customary sigh..." --excerpt from Fishbone's "Sunless Saturday"