The White Flag Is Missing

To wage war against an idea
Is like waging war against nothing
You can't fight fear with fire power
And you can't kill a blunt with a bullet
These wars are being fought
With a notion that we can "win"
But we will never see the white flag raised
Or hear the words, "We surrender"
Because terror can't speak
And a crack pipe has no arms
Yet we still pump money into cleaning up the inner cities
While little Tommy just found his dad's suburban stash
And his big Sis just bought a grand of the white stuff over her Blackberry
Fractions in plastic baggies are being sold out of honor students' lockers
While the community just looks the other way
But the taxpayers are still forced to pay for cleaning up the inner cities
When the biggest meth-lab in the state is in the basement of your next door neighbor's house
So still, no cry of surrender
Nor any sight of the white flag
Because needles have no arms
And terror has no face
But we used the falling of the towers to change that
The face of terror is now any Arab with a turban
If they talk with an accent and praise Allah
They are a threat to the suburban life
And we used this logic to wage a war
On a country that holds our lifeblood
And we called it
Operation
Iraqi
Liberation
... i mean
Operation
Iraqi
Freedom
Now that's an acronym we can justify
Its seven years now and counting
With no end in sigh
And everyone still hates us
Our allies are all ashamed of us
But still no one has yelled "We surrender"
And there hasn't been a white flag
Yet the war rages on
With our brothers and sisters in arms
Ravishing the inner cities
And fighting a fictionalized terror