Prayers For The Dying Poem by Kevin Patrick

These are the prayers...
for the dying
not the ones that will pass
today
but for those who will perish
tomorrow
in the wars
that are soon to come
from the hell
our true nature spawned



Here's to the ones who will be lost
in the fires that we have casts
from the ravings
of old man Trump
preaching his creed
of hatred
and the schemes
of the grand profit Elon
puppeteer of the
fourth Reich
we put evil
on top of a pedestal
and watched it consume us
Ignorance and arrogance
were the bliss
paid in our children's blood



I pray for all the ones who have targets
pointed directly on their backs
for everyone who is black and brown
queer or just born weird,
to those who found their voice
wearing their own skin
for the women who make a choice
only to have it binned
for the atheist and none believers
prey for the next inquisitions
so that the jackboots who now feel safe
wearing their red Ball-caps
can plot the new final solution
under one nation of their redneck God





I pray for the ones who will die
in the hands of God, Country and Starbucks
to be food for the war machine
serving our esurient techbro despots
the Machiavellian sociopaths
we put on a pedestal made out of greed
and the soldiers of misfortune
shall be dying to serve silicon valley
Ukraine was the starter
Tomorrow it will be Britain and Canada
Amerikkka is come knocking
in the name of zombie capitalism
And the children will lie
In the graveyard where money never dies



Tomorrow arrives
in an urn
as the world burns down
to the ground
the angels have left
our shoulders
and hope has escaped
from the box
now we who are living
are the damned


So these are the prayers
for the dying..
we that are doomed to...
the next holocaust...