Wednesday, August 4, 2010

McIntosh Message

Red Army Blues

(Note:this may not seem like an Indigenous Issue. But what happens in the world can happen here. These countries that became so extreme in their view like the direction the USA is heading for some groups. Now these groups say that the Prez is a Commie. But actually they are more like the extremism that it takes to do what Stalin did below.
The haunting song below depicts the cruel treatment that the Russian Army got from Stalin when they got back from fighting Germany during WWII. Maybe those who like to tear down our troops flags and the American flag, would rather serve the hammer and sickle Russian Flag. They killed their own war hero troops because Stalin said, by associating with American Troops when our troops met them in Berlin after fighting the Germans together and winning together, the Russian Troops had become too "WESTERNIZED." and Stalin had his own countries troops to a Siberian Gulag to die horrible deaths. Fine reward for defending your country wasn't it? So here's to the flag burners and flag tear downers who might even go to American Legions and other places they get drunk and pretend to love this country. And they perpetrate attacks on American citizens because they are of a different race or religion or political beliefs. They could have just joined their comrades in Russia and see how long they will last with their greed and evil.)


When I left my home and my family
my mother said to me
son it's not how many
Germans you kill that counts
it's how many
people you set free
so I packed my bags
brushed my cap
walked out into the world
seventeen years old
never kissed a girl

I took the train to Voronezh
that was far it would go
changed my sacks for a uniform
bit my lip against the snow
I prayed for Mother Russia
in the summer of 43
and as we drove the Germans back
I really believed
God was listenin' to me

we howled into Berlin
tore the smoking buildings down
raised the red flag high
burnt the Reichstag brown
I saw my first American
he looked a lot like me
had the same kind of
farmer's face
said he come from
some place
called Hazard, Tennessee

when the war was over
my discharge papers came
me and twenty hundred others
went to Stettiner for the train
Kiev - said the commissar
from there your own way home
but I never got to Kiev
we never came by home
the train went north to the taiga
we were stripped and marched in file
up the great siberian road
miles and miles and miles
dressed in stripes and tatters
in a gulag left to die
all because comrade Stalin feared
we'd become too westernized!

used to love my country
used to be so young
used to believe that life
was the best song
ever sung
I would have died
for my country
back in 1945
but now only one thing remains
the brute will to survive


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