Cabaret- 2009

(To the tune of Cabaret)

As I sit here the war has been going on 

For 8 years, what’re we to do?

I look to my grandmother’s generation.

More who survived.

For some guidance here

Others have grown fat, soft on the land of peace. 

To day we must fight, but what is right? 

Our war has gone longer than both before. 

And we are losing friends, quick to abandon us, what else can we choose? 

To no longer stand in their way?

We give the Taliban, what the Nazi always wanted-

Complete control over all we do and say?

When will it stop? 

What will make it stop?

Why can’t we live? 

Just to let live? 

Why must we make the choice? 

To live life to the fullest? 

And live as Elsie? or lie down to see another day? 

Life is Cabaret ol’ chum,

Come to the cabaret.