I’m a veteran
Of WW3
I’ve got the scars and the stories
To prove it
And I’m signing up
For another tour
That is to say
My soul signs me up
Even though I haven’t
Recovered from the last
I limp I have night sweats
I wake up gasping for air
I bought myself a cane
With the head of a dragon
Years ago like
Taking out an insurance policy
I use it when I want respect
If someone lets the door close
Because they didn’t see me behind them
I can use it as a wedge
Against closure on my
Next entrance or exit
I’m what an elder looks like
I’m covered with language
Anti-war slogans
Old tattoos of extinct animals
Don’t get me started
Don’t push me
Don’t mess with me
If you don’t want to be judged
Don’t invite me to the party
And if you do invite me
Don’t pretend we’re old friends
I’m your shadow
I’ll tell the truth about what we did
To the planet in the name of progress
And science, race, democracy
Religion, commerce
Higher education
Law and order the free market
The free world
The expanding universe
I’m a jay-walker
A bullshit stalker
I’ll cut across your logic
I’ll squat on your private property
I won’t ask for your opinion
I can see what you think
It’s in what you just said
And what you’re going to say
It’s written all over the world
And by the way
If there is a WW4 it’ll be
Against our legacy