to those who love peddle wars
go sell it to blind ignorance
I see the suffering of innocent
men women children mutilated
killed
I see their tears agony blood
spilled in death in their lands
is crying out from the ground
demanding justice their killers
caught
tried executed for war crimes
to all nations basking in military
superiority protecting their criminal
murder soldiers from war crimes
beware nations fall genocide will be judged
it is possible to escape judgement
now upon this earth but history will judge
souls are measured weighed before court eternity
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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