Vietnam War Poetry: War Songs

War Songs by Jabiya Dragonsun

War songs
War songs
War songs
War songs
War songs
War songs

I hear war songs
I hear war songs
I hear war ---- songs
I hear war ---- songs
I hear war ---- songs
Hum war songs

I hear songs of war
War that don't pour from TV or motion picture
   with Rambos or pretty faces that go home after every
   take and come back to do another processed silver
   salted gang bang aggression type of mind twister
Songs of plastic heroes that fall from the skies
   float like butterflies
   whips cut automatic weapons
   uzi and mac-10 the shit out of everything
   that's un-american or just don't look right
And some dumb kid on the street gets his mind fucked and
   says "kill'em all and let God sort out the mess"

War songs
War songs
War songs
I hear war songs
I hear war songs
But they don't come from Hollywood's motion picture scores
They come from time gone by in Central Highland mountains
that kicked your ass with mud
   with boys turned men
   in never ending rain
Their grunts were their songs
   moans their chorus

Sing a war song war song war songs
Sing a war song war song war songs
Sing a war ---- song

If you've just seen the movie you can't sing the song
   not my war song
   cause you done not did the real studio time
Time that don't come from drums and horns
   guitars
   keyboard
   and funky voices
I hear songs of babies crying and mama's screaming cause
   cause babies ain't crying
   ain't crying due to death by war
I hear the blues jams of families ripped apart
   with bombs from big guns and planes that whistle
   while they work then explode a wicked climax
Real songs of war does its crying long after war has pulled
   its nasty head back in the holes of hell
   puts on its gray suits and sits at capital tables
   world wide
   sits at capital tables world wide
   sits at capital tables
   sits at capital tables
   and waits for Mr. Money to lobby
Waits on Mr. Money to lobby for more war
Mr. Money is the writer of real war songs

I hear your war songs every day Mr. Money
I sleep with your war songs Mr. Money
Your songs keep me mad with pain
Your songs shelter madness
   a demon that eats me alive every weak moment
   almost every moment is weak
   weak from processions of evil that keeps killing me

I don't want to hear the war songs no mo
I don't want to hear the war songs no mo
I don't want to her the voice of death no mo
I want to hear the world without music
I want to hear the rhythm of men marching home
   blind to aggression
I want no mo war songs

Yet I shall always hear
War songs war songs war songs
War songs war songs war songs
I hear war songs