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Doctrine of Death

Open the book of wars, tally up the numbers of the dead Close the doors to the peace talk room, have no one record what is said They don’t want you to hear about the sacrifices that will have to be made Somebody gotta die for the cause, so order more body bags til the bill is paid Leader Man, go preach the doctrine of death War Physician, tell them it’s good for their health Political Doktor, sell people bottles of placebo Strangelove Sadducee Coroner, Pilate rinse your bloody latex gloves Close the book on the last war, most killed in the shortest time did it take Open the pit to its bottomless core Lovers of war, strange bedfellows do make — They who started the nuclear fires, let them get tossed into the brimstone lake

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Edward Mccall

Date: 8/13/2017 9:03:00 AM

Hello Freddie, yet another honest and powerful poem. I agree with your last line let them be thrown into the lake the Burns with fire and brimstone. You are Mr. Robinson an incredible poet Have a blessed day.

Alexis Y.

Date: 8/13/2017 1:08:00 AM

Hi Freddie, This well written write is so prevalent. Especially when talk of war is in the air."They don’t want you to hear about ,the sacrifices that will have to be made, Somebody gotta die for the cause," Were some truthful and eye opening lines. I don't get "war" and I probably will. But I salute the men and women who fought for this country. Excellent job:-) Alexis

John Hamilton

Date: 8/11/2017 11:21:00 AM

A lot of truth in this write, although I don't believe in hellfire, those warmongers deserve to receive what they give, so many cause suffering to nameless, faceless, innocent people, a world away while they lie on their ivory couches!