'All war is based on deception.' - Sun Tzu, ' The Art of War' <br /> <br /> <br />From the halls of Montezuma, <br />to the shores of Tripoli. <br />A Mexican adventure, <br />to gun-boat diplomacy. <br />One hundred years of service, <br />to the US century; <br />still the troops are spooked and nervous, <br />as they kill for victory. <br /> <br />From the poppy groves of Afghanistan <br />to the oil fields of Iraq; <br />the only truth is American <br />as all light turns to dark. <br />No fine stroll in the garden. <br />No bluff walk in the park. <br />Young soldiers quickly harden <br />as they leave their deadly mark. <br /> <br />No weapons of destruction; <br />no children with bouquets. <br />No thanks for “liberation”, <br />from cities wrecked and razed. <br />Only George and his glib generals, <br />dressed in drag flight suit and blaze. <br />Only endless occupation <br />is the marine's hymn and malaise.<br /><br />David SmithWhite<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-marine-s-hymn/
