by John Kendall Hawkins
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for D W Pear
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On TV, Saigon all over again,
'Ghanis pleading help me! as we desert
and pull up trophy wives and ratso men
we groomed onto a getaway plane..
It was always only about the oil,
even before the freefall harmony
of 9/11, inside traitors' toil,
soldiers of misfortune, what ahrony.
The 2.3 Rumsfeld said was missing
was probably seed money for the pipeline.
We spent 20 years monster-kissing.
Why were we there? Ask LBJ next time.
F*ck it: we went there to loot, spread some phlegm.
What, were you expecting an apothegm?
