To Eat Herbicide For Genocide

If you knew they would you execute Would you ugly wars prosecute And child soldiers recruit? The thrice- honored far being cute But now and ever Plain Brute And The Devilishly Mute? If you saw combats could yield addicts Would you pass drug-use-excusing edicts? All that you did powerfully predict Trends offering to easily contradict, More shooting hands hiring, When you should’ve ceased firing… Try you they shall for Genocide And compel to eat herbicide: An In-The-Midst Weed They don’t at all need.