I have been called a war monger,
accused of insatiable power hunger,
because I climb the power structure.

I am preparing to kill and maim
to dissuade the propaganda bad men exclaim
but war is a numbers game
filled with fake honor, glory and shame
for men call Gods of a false name
to justify the immense pain
that follows wars like clouds to rain. 

Each one ends the same
with dead men known for ill-fame
and the survivors disgusted with what they became
Fat men sit richer with a diluted sense of gain

and the cycle continues because we never over came
our silly obsession with this childish game 

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These are some war poems that I've written.

updated Oct 3 '10 by Elemental