by pa cockle

Created on: October 26, 2008

Inside this heart
beats with remorse
for the soldiers killed
by ignorant brute force.

Be it our guys or theirs
both fight for thier just,
in the name of religion
or plain old blood lust.

The most recent of course,
a son conned a nation,
with bible in hand
spewed
righteous damnation.

Conning the Christians
with alibi at hand
he sentenced our loved ones
to die on foreign land.

Using politics and religion
with one dastardly deed,
to hunt and to kill
then rape oil for greed.

Making it up
as they advanced
killing civilians
as his dad danced.

Expecting surrender
like a walk in the park,
but the rest of the world
see through the sons lark.

Empires come
and empires go,
history shows us
dissension will grow.

Arabian nations
will always unite,
against the Christian,
their own just fight.

The world shakes it's head
as the dictator falls.

In stunned disbelief,

a similar unpunished,
in democracies walls.

When fighting is done
with the infidels beat,
wars with each other
will resume then repeat.

Oil now their weapon,
as money in the cold war,
the once mighty crumble
as son evens dads score.

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