Friday, July 3, 2009

Hard Medicine

I remember blond haired girls with blue eyes
The system inspires no allegiance next to these valkyries

But we were wondering about Uncle Sam
We've heard he's sick
The doctor has been called
Johnny Rebel
The damned Yankee's last hope

The hard medicine is offered
a simple apology, a confession
an acknowledgment of transgression
And betrayal

Yet the obstacle of all cancer
stands in the way
pride

Thus far, Uncle has been
in the company of dark
bedfellows

They have provided an edge
but not without a price
the old pact
in fact
Along with the Soul
Goes the blood

But the game isn't over
The call for help has been heard

He comes with hard medicine

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