I use the same weapon as the president And ill use it to the very end I use the same weapon as the president And that my friend is a ball point pen Emotionally tired and concentrically dead Im hanging on by a piece of a thread The president gave us the first amendment The freedom of speech or of the press Now I am trying to help this country But the president wont let me confess I now see that the war on terror Is not making this country any better We need to unite as one and not point fingers If the president is reading this hes not holding a trigger Pens are the way to ask for peace Please president please lets get out of the middle east And if he is reading my poem you are a wise man Just like Ulysses S Grant or other words known as uncle Sam