Thunder at mid-day //
pain rattles through my teeth //
almost as if...
the thunder and electricity in the sky //
along with the barometric pressure //
are conniving with malignant forces //
to ruin my day before it can even begin //
i know there are multiple wars occurring,
on multiple fronts //
there were two young lovelies,
in my defensive driving course //
they will be deployed into Afghanistan,
before summer is over //
all they really want is to go to college,
get a good job,
maybe find the right guy,... //
so in order to live 'the good life' //
they sign their name on a dotted line //
promise to 'sick 'em' when the president says
'sick 'em' //
when i was a kid //
i lived a pretty solitary life //
brought up in a military house //
my mom was towing the line //
But i had to leave that house //
before a homicide,
transformed me
into a statistic
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