This poem started off on dailyKos….I added a lot of images, fixed some of the text, and put it all below the fold
Chickenhawks , chickenhawks,
running our great land , ,
Invading foreign countries
and taking craven stands
Sending other people’s kids to die.
Their time will come when we ask WHY?
The stock of Halliburton went climbing through the roof
When asking why your father died, you should demand
It was not about the weapons (there were none there you
It sure as hell was not about spreading democracy.
Bush’s daughters aren’t there
Nor Romney’s children either
When asked why they aren’t there (after all, they’ve
He says they’re serving Uncle Sam by getting him
All these brave chickenhawks may dream
I hope that they have nightmares.
But when we ask whose boots are these?
They surely aren’t theirs.