Macabre Bazaar

great leaders sup in style tete a tete, haute cuisine attentive servants grovel perfectly pleased to preen as common soldiers while away the quick moments of their lives until the final stanza battle screams, widowed wives bullet sandwich breakfast shrapnel pie for brunch body bags for supper **** and mud for lunch something on the radio the leader's can't agree further talks tomorrow perhaps yet peace may be advisers are advising the innocent are dying beasts and buddhas sympathise the leaders can't stop lying but wait there's been a breakthrough the deals have all been signed the oil is in the barrels the gold and jewels mined communicate the press release now sated they do order glorify the martyr's death the graveyard is a hoarder a thousand generations now one more will it matter think they one more drop of blood will make the gold cow fatter why do they wake the bloody beast why do they profit from it blue murder in the name of god by christ they make me vomit