Patriotism 101

In this world we’re living in I’ve known some broken fragile men,

Just trying to make it through this world alive,

Their daddies always told them, when he would beat and he would scold them,

Believe in God, raise your kids and love your wife.

Now don’t you dare be prissy, ‘cause God don’t like no sissies. He really is a John Wayne sorta guy,

He’s watching all you do, and son I’m telling you, His judgement it don’t even end when you die.

Son you’ve gotta be a bruiser, ‘cause God he don’t like losers, and all that shit about the meek will get the earth…

Well, when Jesus comes again, I’m telling you my friend, they’ll all be damned and they’ll find out what its worth.

I know you think this ain’t how the story went, but there’s still more not put in print,

That God whispers in the pastor’s ear.

He says some of that stuff there in that book was put there by some kook, who never loved his country and that’s clear.

I’m sure God stood there in that desert sand, and stretched out His mighty hand,

And said “There’s a promised land you’ll one day see,”

It’ll be for folks like you, and all that you’ll have to do, is kill everyone not like you and me.

He sent Columbus across the ocean blue, and then He sent the Pilgrims too, and because of Him Washington couldn’t lie,

And after wars and commotions, this country stretched from ocean to ocean, and to keep it free, some of us need to die.

So you’ve got suck it up my son, buck it up and do what needs to be done. Push your feelings deep down inside.

You must maintain your facade. Just keep your faith in country and God, and right will always be on your side.

And if you have to sin, it don’t matter if you win, ‘cause winning’s what it’s really all about,

Even when you’re beaten down, and your leaders seem to crush you down, being on the wining side is all that counts.

It’s no good to show your fear, you must always be clear, and never admit you might be wrong,

This world is like a hyena pack, if you’re weak you’ll be a snack. They’ll have you down and you won’t last too long.

Now, I’m a grown and aging man, and here on my land I stand, I think my obligations have been skewed.

Those were the words my daddy told me when he would beat me and scold me, and in this life I think I have been screwed.

In therapy I have to sit, because of a world of daddies shit, that I have to work through to understand,

That all the myths that we’ve been handed, have left us morally stranded, confused and abused on every hand.

They’ve turned us against our fellow man, and made us laughing stocks throughout the land, and of the hypocrisy we should be ashamed,

Our churches and our schools have taught us to be fools, generations of myths and propaganda are to be blamed.

So when the man says “Sonny, come and die for your country. It’s what your mother and God ask of you.”

Take a breath and ask yourself if the struggles that end in someone else’s wealth are really what your world would have you do,

They say “You can love it or you can leave it.” But they never mention those who grieve it, or the ones who fight for change for a better day.

They don’t tell you how it seems that the good ole American dreams have turned into nightmares along the way.

There’s some will call me a traitor, or call me a hater, but I tell you it just ain’t that way at all.

I love every inch of this land, and I love my fellow man, and I’d love to see a world where no one has to crawl.