Debits and Credits

One year ago Dictator Putin’s Massed military might Invaded the Ukraine Not really expecting any fight. One year later, with increasing Frustration and despair, Putin’s battered conscript army Is still trapped and fighting there. Like all modern military bullies They failed to understand The power of the patriot when Asked to defend his land. So many recent example Of the futility of wars When Military ambitions face A defender with a cause. Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, All refused to accept defeat Although battered and torn Each forced invader to retreat. With arrogance and ignorance They don’t learn or even care Of the proverb telling of the power Of sword turning into ploughshare. In the end it’s down to statistics The invader finally accepts he’s lost When faced with the ever mounting Life, material, and economic cost. They leave behind chaos while, Like hungry vultures they hover, Waiting for the ready profits there As they offer assistance to recover. The purveyor of munitions Not really taking any side, Quietly counts his profits from The sales he’s made worldwide. And gleefully rubs his hands Waiting for the rise in sales That aftermath of a conflict Inevitably entails. The bully has to replace arms He’s used on the battleground And so the oil of commerce Makes the World go round. For the whole World knows There’s no way to compete With satisfaction gained From a healthy profit sheet. Putin still sits in Moscow So immaculately dressed Repressing a country that’s Been constantly repressed. POTUS sits in Washington Land supposedly of the free Where anyone can starve In the name of democracy. Two different systems and Two very different voices. You just pays your money and You just makes your choices.