'' We No Longer Care '' Poem by Bri Mar

We justify killing,
It's now graded,
Because we're willing,
The cost has now faded.

Manslaughter, homicide,
Are two of these,
No I'm not being snide,
Murder's measured by degrees.

I stabbed to wound,
With my Rambo knife,
My mind was attuned,
Not to take his life.

That punch I threw,
Wasn't meant to destroy,
Yes I knew,
He was just a boy.

Yes I was Drunk,
When I drove my car,
A young life sunk,
When she walked on the tar.

I've just killed ten,
In my bomb filled vest,
I'll be a martyr then,
Yes one of the best.

World leaders kill millions,
Yet no one abhors,
Truth is it's billions,
Die in illegal wars.

Murder is a crime,
Mainly one we ignore,
After a short time,
They walk out the door.

The victims are forgotten,
The killer lives on,
The system is rotten,
The whole thing's a con.

The truth we now smother,
Life just isn't fair,
For the death of another,

‘' We No Longer Care ‘'