<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544916" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>An Alternate Battle Hymn</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the tune of: The Battle Hymn of the Republic</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mine eyes are wide and whitening in the recess of the dark.<br>They are still and fixed and staring and will shine no more a spark.<br>In dread of merely dying has my life traced out it's arc, <br>Will death yet set me free? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>The bridge of hope has lost her girders.<br>Oh Gloria, you should have heard her<br>Cry of misery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've been FBI and CIA, a gruff DEA narc.<br>In the jungles of Columbia I fought the fiercest FARC.<br>We employed the smart technologies in our hunting of the Snark.<br>And the game we played was war! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>And peace our victory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So we planned this operation as a fine stroll in the park; <br>We'd cut out the poisonous canker as the eagle doth the lark.<br>Though we stumble and we falter we will always leave our mark, <br>And write new history.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'll impose the new world order where our bites' worse than our bark.<br>We will gamble with the future like a circling vulture shark.<br>We are all the common soldier in the hell-hole that's Iraq, <br>And that's the mystery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Glory! Glory! How much further, <br>Can you wreck a country to convert her? <br>It's the same old story – yet absurder, <br>In this new century! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>Gory! Gory! War is murder! <br>In this new century! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">-</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+SmithWhite">David SmithWhite</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=544916" data-title="An Alternate Battle Hymn de David SmithWhite" data-description="To the tune of: The Battle Hymn of the Republic - Mine eyes are wide and whitening in the recess of the dark. They are still and fixed and staring and will shine no more a spark. In dread of merely dying has my life traced out it's arc, Will de..."></div> </div> </div>

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