We Sent The Children To War. Poem by Spanner Thegob

Fed them rebellion
To accept their fate.
To become a hellion
We Taught them hate.

Ready for pillage
to follow like cattle.
terrorise a village
eager for battle,

Lustfully They sing,
a ceaseless savage roar,
Born into this thing
Blindly follow the men of war

Violence became a drug.
Death an Opiate,
Turns a child into a thug
Or something more Appropriate

Indiscriminate Guns and bombs
judiciously mutilate and maim.
Killing without qualms,
Bringing glory...but never shame.

WAR DECLARED!
{are you fully stocked and well prepared}

Be home for Christmas!
bombs will have finished dropping!
With yuletide carols to spread goodwill!
And a break for Xmas shopping, , ,

The battle Carried on
No quarter asked, none given
But with each ignominious death
A glorious pretence is riven

soon they will feel the breath of heaven,
Where only the dead can be forgiven.