Masters Of War

Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks. You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly. Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain. You fasten all the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion' As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud. You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins. How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you That even Jesus would never Forgive what you do. Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul. And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand over your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead.------- Bob Dylan 1963

Monday, August 10, 2015

Lies Matter ! !: Exposing Nixon’s Vietnam Lies


Just as Afghanistan  and Iraq were wars of choice, so was Nam a war of choice. They were based on lies and ended with more lies. 

We are perfecting these wars of choice.
Because we can.

The American peeps have grown immune to war. 
Hell we even condone it.

That is until its your son, daughter, brother, sister, mother, father, or some other loved one comes back in a body bag.

Even then some will say "He/she died for our country. 

How ignorant and absurd.

If you all want to have another war send the old men to die.

Hell I'll go. I am 65 and goona die soon any way.
Let the young people live so they can perhaps end wars. 

Every politician and war monger should be sent to the front lines.
Along with their entire families.

Let them smell the stench of death before they make us pay with our blood sweat and tears.

Tao Dao Man 


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