Why do I bother
Why do I care
Why do I continue
Is it all a joke
To go on and on
Living each day as the next
While the rest of the world
Thinks us to be bad
Evil and vicious
Do I dare to think
As others ask me to
That we are the reprehensible terrorists
That this “War on Terror” created
Are we really any different
Then we were back in the 90’s
Why do I reflect back to the good times
Why do I dream of a doomed future for my kids
Why do Ieven care
It’s not like anyone else does.
It’s all about the almighty greed
Nothing else
No more
No less
It is about more
More for you
And for me
You’ll see

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