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Nuremberg's Dead and Buried
The jackboots twitched suspended as they swayed upon the rope,
a sentence passed for hatred bred so shocking in its scope
a stolen Sanskrit symbol used to purge what’s deemed unclean,
the violent birth of safeguards passed to halt these acts obscene
As the seasons passed it seems the attack dog’s lost its teeth,
barking at the shadows cast by the one holding its leash,
the principles that once adorned the collar round its neck
have faded now to naught, along with its duty to protect
And so another power goosesteps straight into history,
wardens of the global capitalist penitentiary,
launching wars of aggression based on lies and spurious fact
using freedom as a pretence for the stock markets attack,
radiating countries as they condemn what they have sold,
denying millions futures so that the few can hoard their gold,
modern Christian crusades against those found in Allah’s fold,
a legacy of fragmentation whose ultimate damage is untold.
Where’s the condemnation of these principles violation ?
Where’s the courts indictment of the leaders of this nation ?
Where’s the trial to prove that justice has not been gagged and bound ?
And where’s the judgement, that once passed, will see a strong branch found ?
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Aaron Valbusa
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