flags of rememberance
flags on my grave
dance for me now
minute maker
gentle peacemaker
and all that was saved
remember me when
the world was young
and my mother spoke
to me and said son
don't go to war
take off that hat
and cloak..
killing and taking
life isn't much of a joke
father said..son your
uniform makes me proud
to see that you've
become a man at last
kill them all
that come across
your cross hairs
mother weeped
when she waved
goodbye at the station
I was embarassed..
that my mother grieved
over me so..
father smoked his
pipe..and dream
of a better life
remembering when
he was young
and the roses
were in bloom
and the tastes of
a virgin's kiss
was the sweetest
draft of wine
on the vine..
I came back..
changed..all I can
say is..please
remember the past..
don't make the same
mistake twice..
disorder and chaos
the same old story
created immitation
glory and fluouridated
porceilean dreams
of unspoken blood
bonded flag waving
patriotic blind
optimistic end
of story..
