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~Thoughts From A Soldier~
written by Josh Forbes,
Calgary Alberta Canada
Dear Jack Layton,
You sit there in your quiet home,
no fear is in your heart,
You sleep soundly certain
that it won't be blown apart.
Your children they can go to school
and play out in the park,
They've never seen a bomb explode,
heard air raids in the dark.
They've never seen dead bodies
piled up on the street,
Your wife, she won't be beaten,
treated like a piece of meat.
You are free to form opinions,
read any news print you can see,
You enjoy your rights and privileges
in this country wide and free.
The reason you can live like that
is because I fight your wars,
I fight and push the enemy back,
I keep them off our shores.
I am here and you are there
pretending you know best.
Well Ole Jack now listen close
while I get this off my chest.
You have the right to criticize,
you have the right to complain
You don't have the right to drag me down
in a stupid political game.
The thing about your rights Ole Jack,
the part you can't comprehend
Is you work in the very system,
the democracy I defend.
I stand on fences around the world
protecting those that need it,
It is not for you to determine Jack
whether or not it's worth it.
Ask the people in Afghanistan
if they want me to stay,
Women and children depend on me -
you say just walk away.
I don't need your changing policy,
trying hard to not lose face,
What I need is you behind me,
helping protect this place.
You know its hard to do this
when I think I'm all alone.
I hear stories of young punks
pissing on memorial stones.
I read the papers over here
and they tell me what is said.
Canadians are losing faith
I can't get it through my head.
You say that it is hopeless,
it really brings me down
Don't tell my mother we're losing,
don't spread that rumour around.
I'm doing good, were winning here
but no-one will believe
Because we are way over here
where no one there can see.
Women here can work you see,
children starting school.
We built a working government,
we've broken Taliban rule.
We are so close to winning this,
it's not too far away
History will show that
we were in the right to stay.
When that brilliant day arrives,
victory you'll claim is ours
You'll forget you said to run away -
forget you are a coward.
On that day just thank me
for my courage and my trouble,
Find another place that needs help,
and send me on the double.
I loed this poem so i figured i'd post it for others to read.
written by Josh Forbes,
Calgary Alberta Canada
Dear Jack Layton,
You sit there in your quiet home,
no fear is in your heart,
You sleep soundly certain
that it won't be blown apart.
Your children they can go to school
and play out in the park,
They've never seen a bomb explode,
heard air raids in the dark.
They've never seen dead bodies
piled up on the street,
Your wife, she won't be beaten,
treated like a piece of meat.
You are free to form opinions,
read any news print you can see,
You enjoy your rights and privileges
in this country wide and free.
The reason you can live like that
is because I fight your wars,
I fight and push the enemy back,
I keep them off our shores.
I am here and you are there
pretending you know best.
Well Ole Jack now listen close
while I get this off my chest.
You have the right to criticize,
you have the right to complain
You don't have the right to drag me down
in a stupid political game.
The thing about your rights Ole Jack,
the part you can't comprehend
Is you work in the very system,
the democracy I defend.
I stand on fences around the world
protecting those that need it,
It is not for you to determine Jack
whether or not it's worth it.
Ask the people in Afghanistan
if they want me to stay,
Women and children depend on me -
you say just walk away.
I don't need your changing policy,
trying hard to not lose face,
What I need is you behind me,
helping protect this place.
You know its hard to do this
when I think I'm all alone.
I hear stories of young punks
pissing on memorial stones.
I read the papers over here
and they tell me what is said.
Canadians are losing faith
I can't get it through my head.
You say that it is hopeless,
it really brings me down
Don't tell my mother we're losing,
don't spread that rumour around.
I'm doing good, were winning here
but no-one will believe
Because we are way over here
where no one there can see.
Women here can work you see,
children starting school.
We built a working government,
we've broken Taliban rule.
We are so close to winning this,
it's not too far away
History will show that
we were in the right to stay.
When that brilliant day arrives,
victory you'll claim is ours
You'll forget you said to run away -
forget you are a coward.
On that day just thank me
for my courage and my trouble,
Find another place that needs help,
and send me on the double.
I loed this poem so i figured i'd post it for others to read.
