And so, here you are again
in another senseless war,
fodder for a beggar’s fee.
Or did you actually think
it was for liberty?
Think again.
No matter what the hell you believe,
the rich are chuckling over tea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The unjust division of power that we live with, and increasingly so, lets drink to a richness beyond a cup of tea!