Broken Alliances
Write a protest song with acoustic guitar, piano, and strings expressing the betrayal felt when President Trump disrespected the British and NATO forces lost in Afghanistan.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
He stands by the iron gate.
He wears his medals on a Tuesday.
The rain falls on the gray pavement.
He tells me about the valley.
Not the battle, but the cold air.
How the wind felt through the tent.
The tea in the plastic cup.
He is a man of limited words.
[Chorus]
The words from the podium are sharp.
They fall like glass on the stone.
You call them losers from a distance.
We remember the weight of the water.
The pact was a quiet thing.
The alliance stays in the bone.
[Verse 2]
The map shows the hills of Helmand.
The lines are drawn in thin ink.
I watch him fold a heavy flag.
He does not shout at the television.
He only turns the volume down.
The silence is a physical weight.
He remembers the bridge in London.
He remembers the dust on his skin.
[Chorus]
The words from the podium are sharp.
They fall like glass on the stone.
You call them losers from a distance.
We remember the weight of the water.
The pact was a quiet thing.
The alliance stays in the bone.
[Bridge]
The alliance is a worn fabric.
It stretches from the city to mountains.
A thread pulled is a thread gone.
Describing the loss is simple math.
One plus one minus the respect.
The ledger is balanced in blood.
[Chorus]
The words from the podium are sharp.
They fall like glass on the stone.
You call them losers from a distance.
We remember the weight of the water.
The pact was a quiet thing.
The alliance stays in the bone.
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