RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: IRAN WAR
Depleted
All our weapons are depleted
It couldn’t get much worse
Before this “mission” is completed
We’ll be riding in a hearse
They’re closing off the straits
They’re choking off supplies
We are awakening too late
To a waterfall of lies
We are sadly unprepared
For the wars that could unfold
Trapped in the dragon’s lair
All our options growing cold
Soon we’ll face the prospect
Of surrendering the cause
Of losing all respect
Of admitting all our flaws
Our leaders are incompetent
They are flailing in the night
Our interceptors have been spent
And the end is not in sight
This gross miscalculation
Is a betrayal of Ukraine
Instead of aiding that brave nation
Out munitions are constrained
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