Monday, March 2, 2009

Poetry Post 109

War Machines
I'm sick of the nations emptying their mouths of nothing
Watching the world burn on flames as war upon war they bring
A million martyrs never knowing their cause
As greedy corporate nations dig in their claws
Power bought with guns and votes of illusion
Leaving the proletariat powerless in their disillusion
Klan, Nazis, Skull And Bones, Crips, Bloods, Taliban, al Qaida, Black Panthers
None of them looking for answers
They are all the same party a party of hate
Poor, pacifist, proletariat don't have anyone to even closely relate
Hate, war, money, hate, war, money it's the same damn chorus
A tune stuck implanted inside of us
But the politicians cheat
They hide under a patriotic beat
They have the world at their command
But won't help out in the homeland

God & Country
Learn to live free
Live for God don't die for country
Learn to stand up for what is right
Not go from fight to fight
The worst offense is an offense
the best fight is passive defense
The noblest point of view
Is doing as you believe you ought to

Eye For An Eye

People crying eye for an eye
You kill we fry
It doesn't matter if it's right as long as you can justify
Why are we blinded by this hypocrisy
I'll wrong you if you wrong me
Why are we stuck with this judgmental mentality

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