THANKSGIVING TO ME

by: Spider

Another year has passed and it’s time to play that game

No matter if I don’t feel like it or give good gawdamn

I know that if I don’t I will get all the blasted blame

For not helping to perpetuate this never ceasing sham.

Thanksgiving is a time I always feel completely alone

Missing those left far behind and in a foreign land

While smiling across the table and gnawing on a bone

Remembering all those guys and all that we had planed.

Pass the mashed potatoes and don’t forget the gravy

Cut off a big slice for Lumpkin of that turkey breast

Some dressing for Steve Doll who served in the Navy

Both made it back but did they really pass the test?

Fat, Dumb and happy as we all watch games on TV

My mind goes back to when mortars made us eat mud

And I wonder which of these things is my true reality

What is on that screen or what beats in my lifeblood?

So cut me a piece of that pumpkin pie with whipped cream

Let me sit here where we thought we always wanted to be

Living a pretended life inside of a damnable nightmare dream

Imagining a life I wanted to be here in the Land of the Free.

Forget those old bones as they belong to some other yesterday

We’ll have a sort of celebration and give them a big parade

We have a holiday that’s just for them called Veteran’s Day

Only no one celebrates it anymore and it is now a charade.

So let’s think about the present time, this Thanksgiving Day

I should feel more gratitude for all the things I’ve gotten

As all around this bountiful table my grandkids romp and play

What Earthly right do I have to grump and feel so rotten?

Still voices from my distant past call out for me to speak

If I forget the prices they paid and all the many others

And give thanks to them whose lives were short and bleak

If it is only I then I will, I will remember you my brothers.

© Spider ‘09