ClapSoVerse™ #4
This being the over tanned poetic musings of a bum on the beach of experience…
Here’s a suggestion for real hope, change and responsibility:
“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate, to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.– Ralph Waldo Emerson ClapSotronics Official Motto™: MOTUS ORATIONE POTENTIA!
It’s been about fifteen years of war. It’s endless war. It’s dirty, murderous war. I’m tired. I wrote the following poems early on during the g’dubya shrub admin. They continued to be current under the statusQUObama admin, and will likely continue to be so under the trumpty dumpty admin…
Reflections on all this Hero stuff by ClapSo
A person who morally agrees with the reason given for a war
And goes to fight it
Is a hero
A person who morally disagrees with the reason given for a war
And refuses to fight it
Is a hero
A person who morally agrees with the reason given for a war
And refuses to go fight it
Is a coward
A person who morally disagrees with the reason given for a war
And goes to fight it
Is an idiot
In the following videos I speak a couple of my antiwar poems with still pictures as the visuals.
Dichotomous Dialectic of War by ClapSo
We are under attack by a great evil
We must protect ourselves at all costs
We must go on the offensive
We must prevail
Our very way of life is at risk
We are in the right
The other side has attacked first
We are only protecting ourselves
All weapons must be brought to bear
Our warriors must be prepared
To sacrifice their lives
For our cause
In past
Believers of such PROPAGANDA
Have marched into Poland under swastika
Have destroyed Dresden or perhaps Coventry
Have flown bombing missions
Over the ho chi min trail
Have stormed or perhaps defended
Omaha beach on D-DAY
Have nuked Hiroshima and Nagasaki
Or lorded over the Bataan death march
Have flown f-117’s over Baghdad
Or 767’s into the world trade center
Sorry, I couldn’t find a text file of the poem in the above video. I’ll have to dig it up some other time. My filing system clearly needs a rework…
Requiem for the Last U.S. Soldier to (eventually) DIE in Iraq by ClapSo
First, my condolences to your family at their loss
They hardly knew ya, that you died so young
Said youth can be the reason why
You were seduced by the recruiters Siren’s song:
“One weekend a month, and two weeks a year”
Nauseatingly ironic, that they pulled you
From the community college classes
You hoped to pay for with your service
Worse still, that you were sent by a coward
That vile socially promoted moron in the oval office
Who avoided combat in the Nam though use of family connections
What of the party of the JACKASS?
Did we voters not speak clear voiced in the 2006 election?
Wasn’t it enough that we swept the bloated corpse of the pachyderm
Out of both legislative houses
Leaving the donkey nothing more to do then use the mop of executive impeachment?
Alas, the party in legislative power
Is stupidly attempting to wash their hands in the
BLOOD RED WATER OF NON-BINDING RESOLUTION
Contained in the leaky bowl of POLITICAL EXPEDIENCE
A question lingers on my mind
Had you lived another summer
Would you have been the one on the fated beach
That dove in to save the drowning son or daughter
Of a senator or congressperson?
To breath the heroic breath of CPR life
That our cowardly so called leaders have denied you
Into a person they hold dear?
Instead, they suffocate us all with their talking point inaction!
A CLEAR SHAME that HR 635 would have brought you home ALIVE!
The Telepathic Crickets™ on the ClapSotronics editorial board and I hope to now see something we last saw prior to statusQUObama’s election: anti-war democrats…
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