Of a public demonstration
Decades ago,
33 years to be precise
Listening to who then was president
Announcing the invation
Of far away islands
I was there, by a statue
With friends calling this idiot
A drunk, an intoxicated person
Sending our country down a crazy path
A path of war, where the other would be killed
Not him, the drunk president
And suddenly I realize
That one of those little heads
At the base of the white pyramid
Screaming
One of those heads
One of them
It was me.
