Shock Rhetoric & Poetry

      by Sam Libby

 

  Chicken Hawk
 
Bring it on!
Bring it on Bee-otch!

Easy for you to say Chicken Hawk.
But where are you when da pedal hits da metal
And da metal hits da bone.
Vietnam! – Where were you, Chicken Hawk?
Where were you bitch?
Coking and boozing
The ass of Tex-ass
A rich man’s brat
You didn’t go to Vietnam.

9-11! - Where were you, Chicken Hawk?
Where were you bitch?
Shitting yourself
In a hole in Nebraska
You didn’t go to Ground Zero
You went deep and far away.

Iraq – Where are you, Chicken Hawk?
Where are you bitch?
You’re where you always are
You’re where you always aren’t

A wack bitch
Some fat-cat political hacks
made you the coward, liar and thief
Commander and Chief.
But you Chicken Hawk,
Have no right to put anyone in that place
Where da pedal hits da metal
And da metal hits da bone.
 
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