The Irony Of Bloody Sweet Poem by Lyre Bleus

They spend more
huge budgets for war

excited about the prize
a lucrative enterprise

weapons in silos
and despair in ghettos

They caress warheads
foreplay of the living dead

Then missile rain
And splattered flesh

sweet blood stain
as ‘civilizations’ clash

Genocide redefined
Holocaust modified

Extraordinary rendition
Quaint Geneva Convention

Torture legalized
Free speech penalized

Tyranny coated in civility
threatens true democracy

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Gods of commerce
Trading the curse

Commercial religion
Converts souls to confusion
Maybe to oblivion?
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Sweat shop slavery
In third world country

Inferior toxic goods
Flooding the hoods

virus’ manufactured
as vaccines administered

earth base ravaged
resources mismanaged

psychos are rulers
worshipping the dollars

Elections bought and sold
Trading souls for gold

They get multiple orgasms
Delirious with the fever of sadism......