Thursday, 12 May 2016

Store bought gore.

A compiled guide to modern wars,
should address the accords
set by both sides,
where fat generals reside,
resplendent in braid,
and the medals they made,
awards
for however many civilians were slayed,
agreed to ceasefires,
never cease to be agreed by liars,
dispassionate entropy,
caring less the more they see,
angers me,
thoroughly,
despite the courts that issue trials
vehemently shouting their denials,
no,
not guilty,
simply advocating frugality,
of a certain nationality,
cold -hearted responsibility,
for a factory/arms trade dispensary,
dispensing
nowt but misery,
so
we'll sell you guns
til you've had all your fun
but then please put your toys away
to be taken out another day,
and the flowers that we found
are ground to dust
as we all hide out underground,
an overwhelming truth residing,
a residue of rules presiding,
we're backsliding
into a siding.



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