RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS (UKRAINE)
Mercenary Killers
What do you do when
Your own soldiers hesitate
To kill and terrorize their brethren
From just across the border?
You hire mercenary killers
Killers without conscience
Killers who have lost their humanity
Killers who count their kills
And cash their paychecks
The lowest form of human
(if you can even call them that)
They see strength in war crimes
They see strength in brutality
They do not hesitate to burn homes
With women and children in them
They will torture on demand
They will raze the earth and laugh
At mass destruction
They serve at Putin’s pleasure
They admire his brutal power
They desire his stolen treasure
They are of the same mold
Water of the same well
They belong together
They will meet again in hell
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