oil

your country needs
you, wants you, begs
you to go fight a war.
it won't take long.
for the other side
is weak and tired,
and they don't believe
in God, our God,
their arms are old,
their mouths are full
of dust and futile
shouts. they don't
like us anyway, and
nothing will change
their minds, not
even disney, or coke,
come fight this war,
come carry our flag
and plant it
in the ground. come
quick, my escalade
needs gas, needs oil,
i need to drive around.