A Shameful Few
Chip away at the surroundings,
To get to the spoils inside.
Mindless of devastation,
Or the pain as a nation cries.
Off in a new direction,
The agenda must be upheld.
Global unification?
A very grim fairy tale!
Greed on their back as they pillage,
Warmongers with hue and cry!
Fodder sent home in a wooden box,
As more and more people still die!
Freedom and liberty long gone,
As we are snared in the tellers net.
Peasants and squires of near future.
In the worst game of risk ever yet!
Stolen and lost are our rights
As the parasites hold their heads high!
Choking on lies as they spew their untruths
As to why the next country must die!
Nothing it seems will stop them,
Hell bent on their mission it seems.
The ruination of the world...
As they crush its inhabitants dreams!
Turning on their own people
People they should try and protect.
When that trust is gone it’s all over,
Because what do the people have left?
Civilized nations turned monster
By the leaders consumed with greed
No happily ever after....
Just the planting of evil’s seed!
Chip away at the surroundings,
To get to the spoils inside.
Mindless of devastation,
Or the pain as a nation cries!
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