Warmongering people, storm clouds gather,
War creatures Eire now rises, innocence scatters.
Blood snakes of war, hissing at reasons gate.
tearing asunder mankind's fragile fickle fate.
War machine sheds its insincere tear,
femininity tramped as the tanks shift gear.
Maraud, rape, rip once lush virgin ground,
skeletal trees, rotting corpses, deep turned sod only found.
Honorable mans root heartfelt driven quest,
is to tame this war beast and put it dead to rest.
For man this is a nightmare beyond his understanding.
As the warlike believe innocence is ripe for the taking.
Fervently seek mercy from deep within,
we are all simply one organism beneath one skin.
An arm going to war with its one good eye,
will surely cause the host to wither & die.
Humanity hinges on this one enormous reaction,
will we continue to rise to our greedy imperfection?
Reptiles of war, as the storm clouds collect,
innocence retreats as reptiles rip flesh.
Starve all the hate perpetuate only deep love,
Honorable men must now demand, "enough now, is bloody ENOUGH!!
QJD - 2013
