War can't be expressed without religion
For religion is the cause
Be it tied to the leg of a pigeon
Or carried on the saddle of a horse;
Be it on the lips of a President
Or in the bowels of a Church,
It is always there resident
On the vultures perch.
It is there among the dead
Who all fought for God.
For that's what the President said
As they were laid in the sod.
Ah!! Religion, what a prize!
For the expendable who dies