Notes About The Poem
Below i highlight some reasons people will not
Fight in wars.' Why fight for a system that let elderly people
Die alone.' Wants to take all aspiration from your
Life injects infants with God knows
what.? And the parents
Are expected to fight? in wars' to enrich the perpetrators
In many cases.? Its beyond any type of
justification.' Before un-conciously perhaps? People
Handed their children over to be sacrificd
Yet they beleived in the system they
inhabited,
I see that is completely destroyed..A case of over
efficency maybe.?
Quality cannon fodder '
The subject matter seems in short
supply.?
Here i'll offer some ideas for
just
why.? In decades not so long gone.'
There was a type of life.' Many
dreamed and acted upon
This fact.' A fact is an in-ailianable
componant of history.' This i
point out to
Maybe ideal-illogical rich
billionaires.? So these other
people not as rich.' Were yet invested in many ways that made things tick..
There were traits like
Civic and neighbouhood pride..Tried and tested friendship; mateship maternal love
Also good paternal values were highly esteemed,
there was no real wish into dystopia to slide..Now to the pittance that these folk strove for.! A stable life, a paid off mortgage..All with dedication and struggle
That is for sure.' And this was passed
along, with leisure; sports
games pub gatherings; weddings and many
Other frames.'
The safety valves that were released once
And again ' so not for billions a base existed that had home values, aspirations
Also were almost of no limit.' Now such a focused citizenry who played to the rules ( oh wow oh gee )
they produced the premium 'fodder for war' they were in sync
With the system..It was well.? their oyster and you could serve them raw. Yet through
The decades all was stripped away.' And
then came 'the con-vid scam' very sad but hey..Subjected to planned
genocide tested
Herded..Locked inside.' and further to all this the blatant aim to remove their modest
Motivational norms.' A safe dry roof over their heads, a chance for sport, a time to wed' no hope for the
young no place for the old.' And the promise they would
Be robbed of land and gold.' And the loopy
Billionairs are surprised.? When willing armies do not arise.' Apart from armies of un-verfied aliens moving in..I think the billionairs should think again.' Or maybe they just don't do joined up.? One exoression explains it all they have ( stuffed it all up.)
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