To those that give us order behind closed doors,
the ones that have never suffered or saw our woes.
To the ones that just point and shout demands
never see the blood soaked on our lands.
The tell us to kill with no regard,
Yet they don’t see death’s calling card.
For we are the extension of death and greed,
And it is our blood that grows this unlawful breed.
When will our toying with other come to a close,
will it be when the entire world is our woes?
We build an empire to satisfy what we want,
even though it leaves its citizens chapped and gaunt.
Wanting to just to live in freedom and peace,
our leaders come to only fleece.
Then leave a shell of humanity left behind,
then walk to another country and rewind.
They care nothing for the pain and suffering they will cause,
they just pack up and move to another war with no pause.
Telling the country it is all for liberty and the good for everyone,
but never telling us what all they have done.
Instead we are eager to listen to their stories and lies,
but it is this act that will lead to our demise.
If we don’t set this beast to be tamed by the working class,
it will be us that will be lead into a hellish mass.
I may speak until I am red in the face,
still you will say it is not in my place.
They will say it is I that is your true foe,
and pay you off with more dough.
Please see past the lies and the greed,
and beware of what hell you have free.
I may live until I am sixty or maybe eighty years old,
but my honor and integrity is not being sold.
I will stand up for what I think is right,
even if I die in the fight.
Can you tell me you will do the same,
and if not it is you who will live with the shame.
