There are people who've died.' Buried yet not gone, they cry out for justice, loud and
Long..Rik Mayal, JFK, Bob Marley, Diana too, Virginia, Stan Meyer, the covid co-horts Do.' Those who were slaughtered in Germany 1940 on through' today in Gaza
Now what say you.? You munitions makers, you in IBM.' you in hugo boss, and
Ikea all you ss friends.' Mad about ( oak leaves) and forest gods, there are groves for killing, by thosecwho consider thay are gods,.? But the dead are many.' And they
Cry out loud; and long' they are heard
By the God; of all. He's never been blind all
Along.' Yes you put a bag on His Head; in such ( you announced to all ) just who you
Are.' So much was saud' Thats how you will fall, blind leaders all
Stumbling to when the ( moment blinks!) In the eye of eternity ' you will wear the (hood-wink) you satanic servers..You serve satan, yet you he also hates, there is a
Place for you waiting' the latest hell in great flame gyrates.' A vortex of lonliness where eternal winds, will shred your ever-being..As your former victims realise Their true Word.'
BOMB IRAN TO CRAP
SIR, WE HAVE MUNITIONS CAP
ATTACK WE MUST SCRAP
A Foreign Mouth Feeds Illness
Republican Today October 11th 2025
Dissertates oath as majority vote elected democracy to speak on behalf of itself.
As of mid-October 2025, the U.S. Senate is dominated by legislative inaction due to an ongoing government shutdown and partisan gridlock. The Republican Party holds a 53-47 majority
Hearing free speech in elected office must be across the entire earth or democracy destabilizes and civil unrest creates war within sound unlent.
No munitions need halt?
All minds require halt
Suggestion of internal document
Mid Terms are loses in gains
Capital gains taxes and reductions
Reductions in privatized expansion
If impulse markets
Markets as attempt to bypass work
Work a I'm ready awaiting labor
Nations split the atom
Unleashing impending doom
China stockpiles munitions
London rings europe's bell
Europe prepares for the inevitable carnage
America plants silos in the midwest
Russian bells are tolling
Kremlin halls are glowing
Nuclear war can be won
Under the right conditions
Contrary to what peace geeks think
Knights of freedom must rise
Let loose the lightning
Echo the shattering thunder
Holocausts and hellhounds
Embers will reign
Ash will choke the skies
Dust is but our destiny
Send them all straight to hell
The dins of war un-hushed
the jarring of munitions
the cacophony of starvation
the grating contempt for humanity
the discordant silence of the Free
. . . The World
there is an end
repetitive engaged
newer orders
where we come from
is where nothing returns
the service of birth
to not come home
on foreign soil
only to war
only for war was i thought of
this one will not win
this strategy of me
a world
they enjoy and toy with me you will
toil till death does its part with you
you tend to my munitions
i confer and advance
you engaged me
and again i gain ground
no fence?
know fence
no place
mine
handless land, crawling
time honored minute, non traditional
warfares itself upon the service
none shall attend
being built in a bottle
speak
In rare gustation dine we here tonight!
For you, my feast; for me, your pleasant sight!
And for them both, I raise my glass to cheer:
Let all that’s sober end before the year!
Let music, wine and wantonness prevail!
Let revelry erase the dry and stale!
And light your mortal youth that burns so strong,
For I, the God of Wine, who’s lived too long.
And when my followers stand - or rather, sprawl -
Across the landscape, shall the dreary fall!
And when my wine the final frown shall lift,
Then sprawled amidst the rest, I’ll share the gift!
Let wine make us wise, and feasting for all!
Till morning shall rise, or each of us fall!
Evil sobriety! It shall not last the night!
For I have found munitions, ample for the fight!
The vine divine, from whence the grapes of wine!
I tend its thirsts, and it doth water mine!
The beasties of the Earth and air,
I do invite to be my fare!
Every night a well-dressed puppet keeps score.
Of the deaths and casualties of the freshest war.
Some nights the tally is low like a soccer match
Tonight, it's triple digits for the tin soldier man.
On the scorecard are soldiers, civilians and children.
Never the makers of munitions, or wealthy politicians.
What of the wild beasts and dear family pets
Lying twisted and bloodied in virgin bomb pits.
Forgotten in the backwaters of useless battles.
For them a last meal of shrapnel and ear-piercing rattle.
Their names never honored on the marquee.
But they should be-they all should be.
‘9/11’ did not change me
for I’m a veteran Israeli
From the horrors of Munich ‘72
to the ceaseless terror of the intifadas
From the nightly Hezbollah missiles
to munitions that shriek and whistle
From the river to the sea
~ 9/11’s everyday reality
What is Britian doing.? Building munitions sites for
Shooting..Arms factorys in the ukraine (now today!)
I urge just think? again! Why not talk of peace? In
Which the world could grow.' And in better potential
Increase.!
Listen intently..' peace.)
Munitions roar' the worlds mouth!
Utter death! and denial.'
Much life is lost, too bad.!
How do we count? In evil score?
Let us wipe the slates clean.!
Dared to smile' to think?
Open a vista, the chink of plates
This cup overflow' cease.'
Awaken all peoples
To explore of each chance? piece'
Let it fall, in laps today !
Denying gloom, deny hate'
Give hope a breathing space
Listen intently.' Peace!
Kalamazoo kids went off to war
leaving giddy gals to go forward in fractured
factories ~from music to munitions
gay guitars would wait until battered boys
came hurriedly home...
or would they wait?
The thought was there but Gibson's gals
did not care for world war and behind
the building's walls would give guitars
attuned attention; first making munitions
then manufacturing those magical music guitars.
The Gibson Factory in Kalamazoo, Michigan is known for its iconic guitars... During World War II, many of Gibson’s competitors had switched to munition-making in an effort to support the war at home. Gibson followed suit—on the surface, at least. While it did hire more women than any other guitar-turned-munitions manufacturer, these women weren’t just making bullets—they were also making guitars. Specifically, the Kalamazoo Gals made Gibson’s Banner line of guitars, which were later used by musicians like Buddy Holly and Woody Guthrie. ~Atlas Obscura
Hey, Happy Clappies,
For all us chicks and chappies,
Thank God for each day,
Pray munitions right away!
Smiles are free for peace, okay!
First to the moon
first to Mars
We use AI
to drive our cars
Carbon-free emissions
stockpile of munitions
Our nation's a superpower
the world, ours to devour
Before we strike
here's what we're like ~
Execrable, ruthless
wicked, truthless
When I keep hearing this song so called "
South Africa supplied Russia munitions,"
I just laugh loudly ," Huh?Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!
Hahaaah! Hahaaah! Hahaaah!"
Political language is hard to understand
Than mathematics and physics
Reason why some universities
Professors
Turned puppets
Of some politicians.
Don't ever underestimate
Some politicians in politic games
Because they can drible you and
You turn to be
their body guards
With your universities qualifications.
There is no African country
Which has capacity
To supply munitions
to Russia even Ukrain.
If it was about
some foods,
drinks,
cocoas and
other fruits
I could accept because many
African countries always
supplied those stuffs
To so many European countries.
I know that Usa , France, Germany, China, England and Russia are the biggest supply
of munitions In Africa.
By Alfonso Warally Ngengethe
Mussabwa Chris
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