My Son

Mister President please lend me your ear,
there are some things you may not know
your children well they never
have to go off to war.

Please tell me a story of your sacrifice,
Please tell me how you haven’t seen a golf tee in years
Tell me about your sadness
Tell me about your loss

Here’s a boy you did not know
He’s in my arms for the very first time
I took this picture so that he could have a memory
To you he may be only a casualty but to me
He is my son.

So tell me Mr. Senator
What you are losing here today
Please tell me what great things you have done
To protect me from myself

Here’s a boy you did not know
Taking his very first steps into my waiting arms
I took this picture so that he could have a memory
To you he is just a casualty but to me
He is my son.

So tell me Mr. Congressman
What have you done for me today
You have gotten so good at pretending
That you think you really matter to us all?

Here’s a boy you did not know
Riding on my shoulders as we walk by the sea
I took this picture so that he could have a memory
To you he is just a casualty but to me
He is my son.

So tell me Mr. Limbaugh
What bullshit can you say today?
You have your minions of mindless mothers
To make you feel like you know it all.

Here’s a boy you did not know
Fighting for the home of the free
He took this picture so that I could have a memory
To you he is just a casualty but to me
He is my son.

I carry this folded flag, I hold this stupid star
I honor him not as your hero
I honor him as someone you did not know
I carry with me these pictures burned into my mind
I hold on to those memories as the only peace I find.
Because to you he was just a name
To you he was just a boy
But to me he was everything, to me he was my life
So to you he was but a casualty
But to me he is my son.