43. WARMONGERS

Warmongers
Selling war for profit
In the name of religion and prophets

“In God we trust
Money is a must”
Blood spills to mud
From a stab in the gut

Hell on earth, heaven above
In the name of so called love
I can smell the stench of lust
Corroding people to rust.

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About EightLeggedGemini

i love writing until i pick up a pen or keyboard, then i hate it. but over the years i've slowly scribbled my thoughts on receipts, bills, anything at hand; just to make these insistent thoughts go away.
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2 Responses to 43. WARMONGERS

  1. This is so direct and cearly depicts the pungent nature of the morality of today.
    Good work :)

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