The power elites thrive on war.
They always have and always will.
So what will be has been before,
Ever an enemy to kill.
The powerful send powerless
Off to fight the foe of the day,
Playing pawns in a game of chess,
Lives and treasure be tossed away.
Why are all power elites so?
Because it is the path of ease.
Powers that be have needs to show
Power does whatever it please.
Power will only live in peace
On a very short, short term lease.
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