Guess Not

"I have only one yardstick by which I test every major problem - and that yardstick is: Is it good for America? "
-Dwight D. Eisenhower

The boots fall in time, in step, in rhythm
Pounding, beating, drumming with precision.
These boots must overcome hunger, pain, and poverty
As they march on the capitol to gain their sovereignty.

In the battle that follows, many men give their lives,
For their country, their freedom, their children, their wives.
Ecstatic, triumphant, the troops give a cheer
Expecting US aid will soon be drawing near.

The troops wave their flags, calling our planes
Then run for cover as their flags burst into flames.
Their leaders radio for aid on their flank
Then fall silent as the tower is struck by a tank.

A man stands patient, watching the news
As the triumphant youths find themselves beginning to lose.
As Soviet troops fall in line, in step, in rhythm
Pounding, beating, killing with precision.