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Eye Of The Storm |
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The winds of war are blowing
Across the sands of Arab land -
Stirring hate and violence
Against those who'll make a stand.
There's a turbulent mixture
Of people who feel they're right -
Swirling 'round ancient disputes
They think are worth the fight.
One nation's been dispossessed -
It's basic freedoms blown away
By the "mad dog" of Iraq -
But Saddam won't have his way.
Our bombs drop from the sky above
In a downpour like constant rain -
If we don't get them the first time
We'll pour it on them again.
They have no place to run -
And they have nowhere to hide -
And eventually they'll drown
In the ever-rising tide.
From the cold and dreary gloom
Of wars' dark overcast -
There's victory and justice
In a future world forecast.
In the eye of Desert Storm we stand
(Not a pleasant place to be)
To quell this tempest of our world
In the name of Liberty. |
By
Del "Abe" Jones
Copyright 1991
Listed April
28, 2009 |
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