Jon Brooks

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The worst crime was dared by a few, willed by more and tolerated by all. – Tacitus


For Madelaine Albright, the Clinton Administration, and the United Nations


Another soldier on another peace-keeping mission.
Another UN Security Council’s late decision.
An international conscience cleared by no clear definition.
Another pageant of political will and good ambitions.


That’s when she turned to me and she said,
‘surely it was never meant, for our love to become the latest great embarrassment.’


Another contact group and another paper resolution.
Another softly-softly worse-than-nothing contribution.
And ‘yeah, we’ll get our kids over there ‘cause we’re proud to be the moral leaders.’
And after an opinion poll, we’ll figure out a way that we can feed ‘em.’


That’s when she turned to me and she said,
‘surely it was never meant, for our love to become the latest great embarrassment.’


Another Tribunal’s apology of investigation.
Another mass sigh and another mass excavation.
It’s a drive-thru contrition that’s greasy and easy to say,
like, ‘there was never anythin’ we could do anyway…’


That’s when she turned to me and she said,
‘surely it was never meant, for our love to become the latest great embarrassment.’