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In history, inhumanity Belies the lie of our better nature. Natural order: The other outdoes no other As atrocity answered by Another's blood spills On the altar of a Victorious victims godless vision of Righteous retribution over Wrongs wrought in Absolute absolution. II Bitter breath contrives consolation to Condone yesterday's contribution to Today's calculations concerning Tomorrow's conclusion to this Confused situation that Satisfies sit-com saturation through Video war game maturation, The next level livened by the Blood of colored folk. III
Forgive me father, mother For I have fallen into fear Feigning faithless faults I have felt the wrath that Wraps rapidly and Rips apart the partition Separating heart beat From drum beat - Let's beat the bastard to a Pulp of palpitating madness, Mindful that Forgotten forgiveness forges Another day's Destructive destiny. IV
Memos manifest Presidential position pertaining to Torture interrogation. Torrential denial dilutes Determination but few forget that Photographic evidence confirms Reality, the hooded hoodlum with Ecstatic gesticulation engraved In the mind of a nation Naturally immune to the Mutation that manages messages - Change the channel dear, there Must be something else on. V
Soldier's scream drowned By the mournful moaning of Thousands, thoughtlessly Slaughtered civilians Unknown Unacknowledged Uncounted The unrepresented understand: Gory glorification ignobly ignoring Agonizing affectations afflicted Unfailingly upon human bodies Brings blood beyond boiling, Embroiling even the most Peaceful person to perceive Realistic revenge, the Bomb strapped body blown To bits might just take a few Of the bastards out VI
A child's lilting laughter lifts Above the crater covered Landscape, telling a tale of Innocence untainted by the Teeming madness, the truth Told in parental tears, Tearing the heart in a Future fraught with frantic Struggle to survive, Strife seems sadly Tragic when trigger trained Termination turns entire towns into Organized destructive orgies Ordered under occupation. Let's hope they don't confuse Cluster bombs with food packages VII
Democratic demonstration denounces Prevailing political position Millions march as Boisterous banners elegantly Express outraged opposition but the Managers of military might Planned penetration long before Becoming dominant directors of Domestic dislocation and so Media manipulation maintains Mandate mechanization. First Afghanistan then Iraq then the Real prize, Iran... It is our oil after all. VIII
Is it fate that forever forces us To follow our forefathers' footsteps? Sinking in quicksand, quiet Christian killers caught Contemplating the correct Methods for maiming a Muslim. DNA, I daresay, determines The religio-racist reaction to Twin towers, torn, tumbling tragedy Take a closer look Into the mirror of fault. |