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325. Believe

Who could have believed the things we heard
About how they treated prisoners and women
Would we have known what they had done
If a captive hadn’t escaped from the prison
While some things do happen in fields of war
And the days that follow killing and dying
But to see we are no better then them
There is no more room for excuses or lying
We are the proud of a civilized state
Who have waved our flag with great fanfare
Now we find out that our soldiers are thugs
Is it any wonder the world hates us out there
The stars and stripes mean so much to us
Those who work hard to do our best
But to find out that evil resides among us
Brings nothing but shame and humility to the rest
While we have little power to put an end to this matter
Take heart to know we can change those who lead
For if retribution is not dealt harshly to the guilty
We can elect honest men versus those who prefer greed


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