The foreign policy of America
Swings open like saloon doors
Surprised analytical eyes swing
Round in their seats.
Conflict is inevitable.
Cowboys and Indians
Cowboys and Arabs
Cowboys and Chinese
Cowboys and Greeks
The Eastern Saloon and the changing of seats
No one sits easy on their chair anymore.
A thunder of fidgets and staring at the door
Arms Dealers for barmen in the Eastern Saloon.
Sit next to the hate and fresh air tycoons.
We’re the mugs that are serving them the drinks.
The sweat of your labour for their high jinx
If it was chess then they would paint you as a pawn.
If it was football then would sit you in the stand.
Nationalism hypnosis and obsessions with land
Leaves a high bill for the butcher and dust in our hand.Links
American Foreign Policy Council
Middle East Review of International Affairs – US Foreign Policy Resources
Nationalism – definition on Wikipedia
Saloons of the American West – Legends and Background
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