Blackwater on the Range

br>by Hinda Kipnis

Don’t give me a home
Where Blackwater roams
And terror’s the law of the land.
We must not forget
What gestapos beget
When they follow illegal commands.
Hired killers roam free
In Iraq with impunity.
Mercenaries shoot first
And with each gunburst
Get buckets of US money.

They’re based here at home
Blessed by our own.
Congress seems tied to a tree.
Iraq is wild west,
A proof that our quest
Was never for democracy.
Blackwater, oy vay!
The milit’ry’s right hand today.
We need to take care
Danger is in the air.
Fascism’s creeping our way.