we grew up with it
fear of the cold war
mutually assured destruction
MAD, that was the acronym
then the wall came down
the wall is up again
not nationalism now
this time religion
is the seed of hatred
brother against brother
the bombs are smaller
the death more personal
the blood is just as red
redder than red ideas
the Middle East is ticking
the cold war is thawing
they believe the answer
lies in a genocidal bomb
it may come all at once
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