Wars
Who gave you the letter of note . . .?
To fight a war in the name of GOD!
You ignorant fool!
How dare you?!
No such thing as a holy war
. . . Only sinful . . .
The devil’s hand.
Once cold steel:
Now warm fragments ripping at the skin
Oh God’s arts . . . destroyed
For what!?
How many more must die?
For the oil in the east . . .
For the gems of sierra-Leone
Or politics and greed . . .?
World leaders I spit in your face
For I bow to God
We have other wars to fight . . .
Copyright © Marcel Els | Year Posted 2017
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