Warmongers Madness

Why do we cheer for the merchants of war?

Why do we support those we should abhor?

Why do we build while they simply  destroy

and yet we respond to their lies with joy?

When will it end their meaningless war;

when will we stand tall and say “Nevermore!”?

It seems like a death wish comes from us all;

it seems like we want our system to fall.

There must be ‘medicine’ for their crazy lie;

our job is to find it before we all die.

One that will save some if it can’t save all;

it’s late in the day and tomorrow’s the fall.

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Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.
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