Kyle

Machine Guns


 * Freedom carol**

Ah I’ll say it again: There are few things On which we all agree; Sooner or later You’ll be free. Democracy is new for you But never mind We will teach you Marines; Move forward Go on This is what you trained for You are the hunter You are the predator Freedom is beautiful Do you hear? Soldiers march, On native’s bodies Battling a stench They chant Freedom is beautiful By tanks By warplanes, Apache, Kiowa, marine cobra. Smoke grenades By Sniper shots We‘ll end your plight They deliver. Wrapped in democracy, Coloured in freedom, Packages of Un-named mutilated naked burned Blown apart un-counted bodies We receive 137,000 Men women and children Mohamed, Ali, Omar, Jawad Selma, Nadia, Fatima, Suhad Hussein, Ahmed, Salam, Azad Aysha, Amal, Maysoon, Nuhad Faisal, Raad, Zaid, Widad Nuha, Haifaa, Kifah, Souad From a distance Chorus of freedom recite: Ah We’ll say it again; Can’t you understand? It’s our mission To put an end To your plight I adhere to the honor code