A Cry For Justice Poem by Balbino Crespo

This is our final plea. Take our troops out and flee.
People are dying for a cost unknown, for our presidents ego is full blown.
Acts of violence committed by ones mind, is leaving thousands of troops dead, is that a crime?
Your statigic plans, they are weak, for the thoughts in your mind, I could defeat.
For this war you fight, with all your might, maybe one day you will lose in the middle of the night.
Ambushed by your very guns, by the same militants you trained, who spun.
They wooed you in a game which they played and won, and now you are left with just simply one.
One alternative which is well over due, bringing our troops back home, this war is through!