Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Hello Mother




Hello mom, hello dad,
Here I am in Islamabad.
There’s people fighting,
There’s people dying,
And all we hear at night
Are soldiers crying.

Hello sister, hello brother,
Here we are with one another,
There's lots of guns,
And tons of ammo
There’s nothing greater-
It's ten years later,
We're undercover.

Hello Raq, hello Ran,
I say it that way, because I can.
But if you don’t like it, well that’s just too bad-
'Cause it could get much, much worse here in old Baghdad.

Hello woman, hello man.
Here we are in Pakistan,
Osama’s hiding, Obama’s chiding,
But who’s deciding how to end
This wartime plan?

Hello Turkey, hello Yemen,
Here we are, your darkest demon.
Hello China, hello Russia,
Guess we’ll see ya, North Korea,
If there is still a Seoul
There left to crush 'ya.

Hello mommy, hello daddy,
Here we are in a rice paddy.
Nothing’s changing but the seasons,
If you feel anxious, there are plenty of reasons.

Hello Buddha, hello Shiva,
Here we are again, back in Geneva,
Discussing war crimes and Wiki Leaks--
Iranian uranium, pandemonium, & media freaks.

Hello human, hello world,
Is it time for a flag unfurled?
Airport pat downs, x-ray screenings,
(Even jay-walking now has secret meanings.)

The sun is hotter, the poles are shrinking,
The air is fouler, what were we thinking?
The river’s polluted, the milk’s diluted,
Another nuclear power plant is slowly sinking.

Hello Jesus, hello Allah,
Here we are in Guatemala,
Oil drilling; spoiled and spilling,
But we got to keep them chillin'
With lots of snow in Walla Walla.

Hello mom, hello pop.
Well I guess it’s time
That I should stop-
They’ll call me a traitor.
But I’m only a waiter...
I just hope that this tip
Was worth the trip
More now than later.

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