I think this poem captures the essence of the very stubborn and petty man who is too high and mighty to meet with Cindy Sheehan. Actually, the man is too full of himself to meet with pretty well anyone who disagrees with him about pretty well anything.
"A king, not a pawn" is by buddy don at Wandering Hillbilly, a blog located in ultra conservative East Tennessee. Don't ask my why, but when I visit Wandering Hillbilly I always get the feeling that I've left the city behind and moved back into a quieter world that I used to know a long long time ago.
a king not a pawn
i aint gut time, to meet with no mother
of a brave son killed in iraq,
i aint gut time, i caint be botherd
and i caint take anything back
aint no way to explain why he died
the reasons keep slippin away
i really didnt lie, whenever i lied
cause i believed what i had to say
im gonna ride my bike
or clear a little brush
im gonna ride my bike
so tell cindy to hush
im gonna ride my bike
cause ive gotta move on
im gonna ride my bike
im a king not a pawn
Cindy Sheehan Bush Iraq War
