World War 4
Came a knockin' at my door
Saying hey you prick step outside your house
I looked out my window and what did I see
Someone so damn insane looking back at me
I went to my closet and got my 44
I killed him then ran to the core
Saying oh shit I just started World War 4
We gathered our men and got soldiers from the States
This time we're not fighting to help save Kuwait
We fired our pistols
And launched our missles
Watching them fall to the ground
I shouted hey we just won first round
We found their hiding spot
Which is starting to rot
We have lost a lot of men and we are going down very fast
I don't think we will last
Now I must rest
With a bullet lodged in my chest
Now I can just stay
And pray, pray, pray
I am telling you my friend
We won't survive in the end
This is the end of World War 4
And the life we had known before
I just killed myself with this gun
For it was Iraq who had won
I hope we will all Rest In Peace
This poem was written one night after my Brother's band made a song called World War 3. War is no laughing matter. I salute all the soldiers who put their life on the line to keep us safe. May all soldiers who have died in Combat Rest In Peace.
