Tickets To This War..Outbooked Poem by Anthony Edmond John

For the Valour of Mighty Warriors...
For the savour of My crimson tide hungry Bloodhounds...
Let these lines cry out against Blissful lands...
Let these signs chime out to salute those distant Lightyear wars...
I have warmed My Martial Capsule, Its all ready for takeoff...
Tickets, Seats and Laser Bullets were all outbooked...
Thy eyes and Mind enjoying this blissful ride through Time's own Diary, Our today, Whose tommorrow...
I Chant this one to Hail Mother Earth and her bountiful gift of Nature...
This is the name of that War that shall wipe Human existence...
We The Salient ones have seen through.. Our written words are wholesomely True.