Financed Turmoil Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Advancing chaos.
Employers of conflict.
High paid division creators.
Soliciting those with minds unconscious.
And directed by population controllers.
Hoping their financed turmoil,
Satisfies wishes to portray themselves,
Gods of destruction.
At the expense of their own,
Mental sickened demise.
Displaying how wealth to obtain it,
Can blind those wicked to perceive...
They have been granted authority to choose,
Who deserves to breathe.
And who deserves a knee applied,
On their necks until air is squeezed...
From their lifeless bodies in public to view,
Such disgusting evil deceiving activities.
To believe no limits to them ends.
Yet...
Unexpectedly they do.

And...
Without a dime invested.
Bomb to drop.
Or the sounds of barbaric weapons used!
This abuse against humanity does end.
With previews,
Few will refuse to dispute coming soon!
As a feeling of something much greater,
Than perpetual ignorance to celebrate...
Is about to make clear,
Its appearance making everyone aware.