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Oh What Games They Play

OH HAT GAMES THEY PLAY... What strange webs they weave Like black widows lacing Silk dreams of ecstasy Wooing victims with deceit Netted in a wicked mesh Of woven lies Waging war In the name of God and Peace: Bullets and bombs exploding in orgasmic death.

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Frank Mashina

Date: 9/4/2024 12:08:00 AM

"Oh What Games They Play" is a powerful and unsettling poem that vividly portrays the dark irony of conflict. Through striking imagery, it exposes the deceptive allure and destructive consequences of war, likening it to a deadly game played under the guise of righteousness. The poem's stark contrast between "God and Peace" and the violent reality of "bullets and bombs" creates a poignant commentary on the tragic and often hypocritical nature of warfare. Well done ??...Frank