Wind and War

Forewarning of change with weather’s arrival
Signals approach for lands wet revival
Potential for destruction in life and home
Allows us to anticipate while outcome unknown

High pressure to low is a tempests desire
Latitude with land contour conspire
Outside force encourages a new path
Mountains will accelerate or shape winds wrath

A movement in mass from place of beginning
Battle with ground, wind often is winning
Environment directs and shows change to wind
Or trees prostrate and the force will rescind

One can anticipate the water will soon reach
Destruction of hill, down stream a new beach
From torrential rains and winds of destruction
The land will heal, new life under construction

Analagous to Weather and Wind, War can make misery
But if evil is punished innocent will reach victory
From origin is begun a march in direction
The end is the goal of evil’s suppression

Honest conclusions followed by an action
A tyrant’s grip would come under traction
Some facts retrospective were convaluded
What is best for a country self-interest included

Claims the war was poor presupposition
Low on the list were eventual peace, liberation
Ill-intentions accused of greed at the top
The tyrant a marked man previous plans to stop

Imperial war neither is honorable nor righteous
Conquest will end when evil is not an axis
Each battle is won by dark army or white
With God’s invocation we may win this gun fight

But war fought by noble man with high power
Who have learned lessons of past failure or desire
Self-righteous it appears, believing God found favor
The moral compass we follow sheds first our anger

Victory declared not when terrorist is dead
Many family and child indoctrined, poisoned head
The war is not only battlefield and street
Ideology can make mind a deep poored concrete

We enter a nation where men had lowered knee
Their past oppression and treatment all could see
Thankful are people for years in the past
America’s mercy built on pity is vast

A doctrine we adopted promoting democracy
America is this ideal’s working foundry
The modern first, many inspired to plant seed
One hundred nations and counting of men freed

Men will die for the slaved and no surprise
Liberation and freedom our safety relies
A war chest is filled because of a need
Soldiers will be shot, on foreign soil will bleed

Our fighting men die, another’s border protect
Sunni, Kurd, Shiite many Arabic in dialect
If we save these people from death by sword
A friend we may have and trust in our word

A country of their own, syncretist and sustaining
Our promotion of Sharansky, democracy attaining
Hope and faith is helping me to see
America does believe, “Let us die to make men free.*”