There"s No Longer An Agreement
There's No Longer An Agreement There's no agreement I can find not in my heart nor in my mind during the silence, at night, on TV It is so painful--it hurts to see lives in pictures and printed words honored in memory; in silence heard Men and women, our country's youth fighting for freedom; living the truth Coming back to be laid in the grave in native soil, the Land of the Brave Leaving home, they're hopeful and whole but return with torn bodies and bruised souls Lacking is the assistance they desperately need Is that how our country honors their deed? Before it was easier, and I used to say We should be there--It's the American way I back my government, I support the troops And I did so with belief in the wavering proof When doubt would question my political bent my heart would say, "There's a reason they went.
" When my mind said, "Our servicemen shouldn't be there.
" My spirit urged me, "Our freedom is something we share.
" So, as long as my heart could convince my head I'd go along, listening to the lists of the injured and dead I was a faithful citizen--volunteering and doing my part Moving forward while ignoring my damaged heart But my spirit started questioning what my mind was saying and I began to feel my beliefs stretching and fraying So I turned to God, asking for strength and direction and with His help, my mind and heart made a selection My heart and my mind, one with the other, would agree I'd love to see them all here, safe, well, and with their family The hurry-it-up part of me wants them back home right now Could not the government do that quickly, ASAP, somehow? You see, there's no agreement I can find not in my spirit, my heart, nor in my mind I can no longer condone our presence over there What's happening to our youth does not seem fair The young people of this country are our future It is difficult enough starting off well and strong But if they are killed or gravely injured it's wrong For any good we are doing, this journey's too long Our American people seem to agree with the thought that our young men and women have rallied and fought Perhaps some would join me with the great need to yell...
I want them home, I want them happy.
I want them well! There is no longer an agreement I can find not in my heart, nor in my soul, nor in my mind...
Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippig Harris
" When my mind said, "Our servicemen shouldn't be there.
" My spirit urged me, "Our freedom is something we share.
" So, as long as my heart could convince my head I'd go along, listening to the lists of the injured and dead I was a faithful citizen--volunteering and doing my part Moving forward while ignoring my damaged heart But my spirit started questioning what my mind was saying and I began to feel my beliefs stretching and fraying So I turned to God, asking for strength and direction and with His help, my mind and heart made a selection My heart and my mind, one with the other, would agree I'd love to see them all here, safe, well, and with their family The hurry-it-up part of me wants them back home right now Could not the government do that quickly, ASAP, somehow? You see, there's no agreement I can find not in my spirit, my heart, nor in my mind I can no longer condone our presence over there What's happening to our youth does not seem fair The young people of this country are our future It is difficult enough starting off well and strong But if they are killed or gravely injured it's wrong For any good we are doing, this journey's too long Our American people seem to agree with the thought that our young men and women have rallied and fought Perhaps some would join me with the great need to yell...
I want them home, I want them happy.
I want them well! There is no longer an agreement I can find not in my heart, nor in my soul, nor in my mind...
Copyright 2007 Kathy Pippig Harris
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