The Selfish Egos of War

Power, glory, wealth or infamy
Pick your cup of poison carefully,
The enigma of philosophy murders understanding ~
Fashion perplexity into your own effigy.

War-weary hordes of humanity
Push back against the tyranny,
Martyrs blood soon soaks the ground
and still the war machine rolls on. 

Peace, peace there is no peace
Hearts are only evil continually,
Desperately wicked above all things
Unhumbled by the sting of death.

Selfish egos say eat, drink and be merry
For tomorrow we may die~
Power, glory, wealth or infamy
Pick your cup of poison carefully.

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