LEACHMAN'S GHOST
AMBUSHED ON THE HIGHWAY BY A HOLY MAN
PISSING OFF THESE PEOPLE LIKE ONLY ANGLOS CAN
LIBERATION MISSION: NOT TO OCCUPY
HARD TO TELL THE DIFFERENCE IF YOU BLINK AN EYE
MAYBE WHOLESALE SLAUGHTER IS THE ONLY PLAN
TO STOP THE RAIDING PARTIES IN THE DESERT SANDS
THE FIELDS OF GREEN ALFALFA ARE TURNING RED
THE VULTURES AND HYENAS WILL EAT THE DEAD
“KILLING’S SOMETHING I DO WELL”
AN UNMARKED GRAVE IS WHERE HE FELL
HARD TIMES – POST TO POST
HAUNTED BY LEACHMAN’S GHOST
HE WAS GREETED WARMLY BY THE NATIVE MEN
THEN MADE A FATAL ERROR AND TURNED HIS BACK ON THEM
THEY CALLED UP COLONEL LEACHMAN FOR THE LAST CAMPAIGN
THE CROSS OVER THE CRESCENT FILLED HIS FEVERED BRAIN
“KILLING’S SOMETHING I DO WELL”
AN UNMARKED GRAVE IS WHERE HE FELL
HARD TIMES – POST TO POST
HAUNTED BY LEACHMAN’S GHOST
EIGHTY SOME YEARS LATER MISSILES STREAK THE SKY
THE SENTRIES AND THE BLAST WALLS KEEP THE TRUTH OUTSIDE
THE RAVEN KEEPS THE SECRETS LIKE SHE ALWAYS DID
THE BOMBED-OUT WEDDING PARTY – SOMEBODY’S LONELY KID
Jon Houlon, Hillside Blue Music, 2007
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