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within these times of war Within these times of war Within the times of war Silence of its terrors calling Children play within their laughter Now recedes in cries of torture Screeching whistles scrap metal clusters In murderous heat of summers day rage of violence within helpless calls Through key less iron cages lines of wire lie still bleeding in scorching white light distilling sterile jungles of urban blight cranked up gears screech across the landscape drumbeat rhythms of war machines humming between mindless rituals of marching boots amidst the crumbling amber's On the chess board of the world masters of wars play their games spinning their webs through the years waiting for moments to attack with control of hearts and minds and the use of endless fear without the knowledge of its cause the people do their bids in the decadence of interests made profits wrenched from bleeding stones corporate wars that’s done their bids vended contracts with pockets filled Shinning teeth behind their smirking grins controlling regions of the world for commodities that heats the world greasing gears and greasy palms in paths they tread will leave the earth all but dead bleeding suns of birds of prey clusters draped of metal clay sharp as razors fly through air that end up all that’s in their way chlorine clouds rise from trenches hid acids burn the flesh it touches make shift tents with crosses red amidst the filth and blood overcrowded understaffed in desperate need of utensils needed where cities stood before tantric bridges of broken spires columns crumbled in dusted rubble deserted soundless echoes expanded lonely streets tell their tales between the barren landscapes of sleeping nights broken bells rusting in the wind voices silenced in the dawn crumbled asphalt near bloody rivers dreams of peace within the rage Wilted slowly across the plain callused glazed over eyes lay bare wandering wonderers roam the streets with forced migrations across the seas across new lands unwanted unwelcomed into the camps they go some left dying upon the sandy shores born within the broken rubble elders dream of days before shopping at the open markets stores life amidst the living dead where nothing grows and birds sing no more dusted shadows grey pale blistering screeching light in the modes of its destruction's amidst the logic of decay within the algebra of endless wars rants of shouting screaming killings archaic distortions fermented hatreds used to validate the callings within the armies of the dead and dying slain blood lettings of generations opened graves doors for all that’s there in shattered earth now lain bare from deep within the human id deep wounds hidden and needs never filled with time its healing just might come peace lover’s ghosts of peace brigades within the silence of its peace swords shall come to rest in plough shares made spirits call from calling winds men of peace with holding hands will come forward within courage needed past tin men coming and men at arms to where the bugle call to thunder universal soldiers with bleeding flags descending parading chants that once were drumming are now but dying screams chilling sounds of terror calling servants to its orders ordered lowered now in cold wet earth under stones and white beached crosses fading comes the war to end all wars In it’s never cumming's father mother brother sisters all here on earth where life is ending

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In These Times of War

within these times of war Within these times of war Within the times of war Silence of its terrors calling Children play within their laughter Now recedes in cries of torture Screeching whistles scrap metal clusters In murderous heat of summers day rage of violence within helpless calls Through key less iron cages lines of wire lie still bleeding in scorching white light distilling sterile jungles of urban blight cranked up gears screech across the landscape drumbeat rhythms of war machines humming between mindless rituals of marching boots amidst the crumbling amber's On the chess board of the world masters of wars play their games spinning their webs through the years waiting for moments to attack with control of hearts and minds and the use of endless fear without the knowledge of its cause the people do their bids in the decadence of interests made profits wrenched from bleeding stones corporate wars that’s done their bids vended contracts with pockets filled Shinning teeth behind their smirking grins controlling regions of the world for commodities that heats the world greasing gears and greasy palms in paths they tread will leave the earth all but dead bleeding suns of birds of prey clusters draped of metal clay sharp as razors fly through air that end up all that’s in their way chlorine clouds rise from trenches hid acids burn the flesh it touches make shift tents with crosses red amidst the filth and blood overcrowded understaffed in desperate need of utensils needed where cities stood before tantric bridges of broken spires columns crumbled in dusted rubble deserted soundless echoes expanded lonely streets tell their tales between the barren landscapes of sleeping nights broken bells rusting in the wind voices silenced in the dawn crumbled asphalt near bloody rivers dreams of peace within the rage Wilted slowly across the plain callused glazed over eyes lay bare wandering wonderers roam the streets with forced migrations across the seas across new lands unwanted unwelcomed into the camps they go some left dying upon the sandy shores born within the broken rubble elders dream of days before shopping at the open markets stores life amidst the living dead where nothing grows and birds sing no more dusted shadows grey pale blistering screeching light in the modes of its destruction's amidst the logic of decay within the algebra of endless wars rants of shouting screaming killings archaic distortions fermented hatreds used to validate the callings within the armies of the dead and dying slain blood lettings of generations opened graves doors for all that’s there in shattered earth now lain bare from deep within the human id deep wounds hidden and needs never filled with time its healing just might come peace lover’s ghosts of peace brigades within the silence of its peace swords shall come to rest in plough shares made spirits call from calling winds men of peace with holding hands will come forward within courage needed past tin men coming and men at arms to where the bugle call to thunder universal soldiers with bleeding flags descending parading chants that once were drumming are now but dying screams chilling sounds of terror calling servants to its orders ordered lowered now in cold wet earth under stones and white beached crosses fading comes the war to end all wars In it’s never cumming's father mother brother sisters all here on earth where life is ending