Patriotic Blues

The road is dark.

The way is long.

The bullet is warm.

The bed is cold.

 

Wearing my Patriotic Blues.

Have you heard the news?

We pulled out today

to a peaceful bay.

 

Further up the road

the night is cold.

Back in the family fold

the future is paved with gold.

 

My disability is there for all to see.

My abilities will stay with me.

I was born on the 4th of July.

I fought for my country, more fool I.

◄ World Peace

Autumn ►

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