War II

War II

 

I imagine men in distant lands

Praying for their people

And in the aftermath of an explosion

The falling of a steeple

A mother grabs her baby son

To save him from the gunfire

And far above the shattered homes

The plans fly higher and higher

 

Can war be the only way to make a point In a world where the highest power is the President; Where children starve in our own cities; Where sex and love are the same; Where people's minds are closed…to the truth

 

I see children having children

On a mattress on the floor

And drugs being sold to teenagers

Through restaurants back doors

A baby cries in the dead of night

From lack of milk and food

Horror films dominate TV screens

Hellraiser, The Thing, The Brood

Can the minds of the people be so devoid of feeling In a world where soap operas control the lives of housewives; Where children play with toy Uzis; Where babies are aborted because of their sex; Where people are killed and tortured without reason

 

I envision money spent on weapons

That could destroy the world

The poor go hungry while the rich

Get their hair washed and curled

 

War, Poverty, Lust, Seduction, Abortion, Murder, Rape, Robbery…and the World

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