Murder In Uniform
Dressed up in Khaki, or olive and green,
A new kind of terror, before unseen.
Betraying all of a nations trust,
Making poor civilians, bite the dust.
Is there no one to bring them to bust?
Before being recipients of public disgust.
Never been known for such things in yore;
A new born trend at our own back door.
Guardians the world thought to be truly just,
Now hunger for blood and sexual lust.
If we don’t immediately put a stop;
The entire defence mechanism, will be seen as a flop.
It’s the powers that be, who have to get them punished;
Failing which, they’ll have an image so tarnished.
Once thought by the others, as choice cannon fodder;
They’re giving intelligent countrymen a whole lot of bother.
These men who are expected to defend mankind,
Have turned into monsters of a different kind.
Prince Freakasso
(painter & poet)
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