All good soldiers crack like boulders
the sun climbs up to a razon,
violins, new boots, and numbers on a chain
all good soldiers
all good soldiers fall in line
when they march and shout-
are a spectacle
marching and singing-
will go abnywhere the president says-
because the president believes in god-
like all good soldiers wait like warheads-
when the fighting starts who will
be accountable, a cannibal, a cannoball
it's six a.m. i can see my breath
and the clay dirt
is laughing at the weekling boy-
today is the day
that i'll write my friends
its something i've been
trying to remenber-
i had a dream of a wall
that was twenty-one stories tall...
all good soldiers fall in line
when they march and shout-
are a respectable
marching and signing-
will go anywhere the president says-
because the president believes in god-
like all good soldiers should