EMP

EMP 
War will never end. 
Fighting over dirt, I don’t understand. 
Leaders with no spiritual direction. 
Chaos, twenty-four seven. 
EMP, electromagnetic pulse. 
An international attack to destroy us all. 
To put us back into the stone age. 
Nuclear weapons lighting up the sky everyday. 
EMP used to level out our electric grid. 
World power towards conflict. 
End of time. 
It’s in our nature to obliterate ourselves. 
World leaders are just brainwashed. 
Always raining bombs. 
Constant war, non-stop. 
The cost of our freedom. 
One day it will be at our front door.

warrhyme

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