across the front pages of newspaper propaganda,
celebrated for their genocidal efforts
Untruths forced down the throats of an unsuspecting public
in a jagged pill sugar coated with the promise of peace.
Well dressed men sporting suits and a smile
lure us all into a buildings and gas us with fallacies to support economic relief,
infecting us with the belief that it was all in the name of Freedom.
Pretty portraits of war supercede any hope for an actual reality.
So many thousands of lives lost, man, woman and child alike;
Babies buried under the rubble of ruins,
houses that once held hopes now serve
as cemeteries to the souls whose only crime was being born to a land with less destructive weaponry.
CNN with 'round the clock coverage ringing in my ears
convincing me that entire countries and all its people are America's enemy
Incessant cyclical excuses.
Recycled excuses generation after generation, for the sake of a reason,
hum over the cries of outrage.
Keeping us blind to the limbless, made homeless, now lost and the lifeless.
Muddled wails drowning in pools of blood made righteous by cans of food and
first aid kits we drop after bombs
Those numb to cogent Neo Nazi tactics,
the derelict, relegated by a political hierarchy,
labeled seditious anti-American liberation freaks
He plants seeds and reaps
more destruction wreaks havoc, the ruinous depredations
In the name of God Al-migh-ty
The ceaseless fighting leading us to mans' extinction, like lambs led to
slaughter
Inhumane atrocities bind us; fruitless prospects
Apocalyptic explosions fill gray cast skies.
Bursting in air over foreign lands is the promise of our tomorrow.
Shells fall like rain over playgrounds made battlefields, just as long as
they're not our fields.
Small sacrifices who shouldn't have to be
suffer in war torn savagery.
Hypocrites point fingers in blame and proudly proclaim 'My country' superiorly
I want peace! 'tis of thee'
The brave and the glory, fronting unity.
Total control robs us blind, I can't see.
Poor men forced to pay taxes and fines,
the government selfishly funding bombs and guns, we're running out of time
Humanity's at stake scream those holding anti- war signs
Power and control isn't worth this. We're losing mankind.
Muddied waters cleanse the deadened conscienceness of those static--- unprogressing; the selfish wanting, the now regressing. I find myself repressing thoughts that aren't politally correct in the face of negative aggression. I can't take this! The truth brings tension.
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