Be true,
B2,
all the way from ole Missou,
are you making your 25-hour round trip excursion
to drop a belly full of ordnance,
give a message to a Persian,
or did I ran ahead of myself?
Be true,
B2.
What treats are inside you?
Is that a bunker buster
under you thruster
or are you just glad to see me?
Is that a daisy cutter for Qatar
or aren’t we there yet?
I don’t mean to be unpatriotic,
and this may sound a bit snide,
but I don’t remember any stealth bombers
over Rwanda during the genocide.
For shame.
For sure –
no oil, no cure.
Dafur? What for?
Sorry.
No oil, Dafur
So you don’t get a bomber’s bellyful
of our 500-ton cure.
“Spreading Democracy” is code for liberation
that gets pulled out whenever we have a unique situation
like the threat of oil not reaching its intended destination
which just happens to be our own very great nation!
Go figure!
as you sit in front of your TV’s
playing first-person shooters
and pulling the trigger.
Yes, fling those Tomahawks from our missile destroyers
those nuclear subs lurking under the waters
we don’t need any foot soldiers putting their feet across borders –
until things don’t go quite as planned
(Shock and…aw, shit!
looks like we’re going in.)
Why the need for guile
the need for stealth?
Say it plainly, dear generals on cable
– oil means so much to the national health.
Be true,
B2,
all the way from ole Missou,
you went over the wild blew up that thing over yonder
so we can drive our Chevy SUVs
as far and long as our wallets can please –
and make fun of that candy-ass in his hybrid Honda.

