A Difference

Amidst the constant jumbled lies of the daily lib’ral press
I set out on my daily search for information, truth under stress.
Lost within my personal search pattern from all these lies
I search within the parameter of the truth liberals so despise.

In this website, I find an Iraqi, pointing to the busy street.
He was walking, shopping, laughing, and living without retreat.
Just what he said, I can tell you, thanks America for this right.
This seemed to be echoing - as I navigated within his site.

"The surge is not working, So it’s time to cut and run.
The Iraqi's all hate you and al Qaeda’s already won!"
It seemed this is all I see at the daily lib’ral press
But I just can’t find this in the Iraqi address.

And these self-appointed traitors, were trying one-by-one
To convince us of our defeat at the hands of all these scum.
I saw their try was hopeless, as most of them would lie.
I called out from my internet world, "Hey liars, don’t even try?"

Must be at least a thousand sites, built with ugly lies,
And even if you had the time, none would dare revise.
Would it make a difference, to waste on them the truth?
And then I paused and thought, it is for the Iraqi youth.

I stopped at another site and saw in an Iraqi’s eye.
"It makes a difference to me sir, this Iraqi will not die!"
With that, I sent out the truth as the Iraqi had spoke.
I stopped to slam another. I could tell this was no joke.

The words that I kept hearing, cut me like a knife.
Where I saw only websites, the Iraqis saw their life.
There is not a lib’ral living who cares about the right
Of a single Iraqi’s freedom and the battle he must fight.

I didn't stop to argue, to prove that I was right.
I kept attacking websites with the Iraqi in my sight.
So I attack you, Dhimmi, and rip you into shreds,
Writing lines of truth in emails by the hundreds.