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Rap-Poem

By VVAW

(The following rap/poem was given by Billy Curmano, performer and VVAW member from Minnesota at the 20th anniversary celebration.)

"President Reagan says...'Say Son Oh! Say can you see?
How the third world is bothering me!"
I got millions for Nicaragua
I got millions for Nicaragua, if you wanna
I got millions for Nicaragua if you don't wanna.
And I got millions more, for El Sal-Va-Dor.
And there's always more,
More money for weapons and war!
No money for poor, sick and sore!
...A voice is heard like the song of a bird,
I lamentation and sorrow come pray for tomorrow,
Mothers weep for their tots,
But they've comforted now;
Though bravely they fought and Freedom they sought with their live it is bough
And the basses have naught
Been shot at or caught.
..ZOUNDS.. the sounds..rebound around
Portable Memorials and Home Made Parades,
Sealing our fate,
20 years late
Repeating mistakes
..Let them eat cake.
Tranquilize my mind;
Reposes my soul.
Alkaline salts where acids once flowed.
Saviors come; Saviors go,
Saviors hope; Saviors dies!
Saviors love; and are crucified.
So Savior save yourself!
You ain't savin' the world,
With your little war,
Who you got to pay,
For your little war?
No me! I ain't payin',
For your little war?
But don't call me: Contra
But don't call me: Sandinista
But don't call me: Capitalist
But don't call me: Socialist
But don't call me: Communist
But don't call me: Dadaist
But don't call me: Marxist
But don't call me: Fascist
But don't call me: Sexist
But don't call me: Racist
But don't call me: Sunkist
'Cause I won't pay for your little war.
President Reagan says.."Say son Okay! Can it be?
That the poor won't be exploited,
Not even for me."