RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: WAR
The Blood
You called yourself a champion
To the cause of global peace
But the only thing you have accomplished
Is to embolden the beast *
You control the air defenses
That block the bombs of war
You may be good at walls and fences
But it’s not working any more
Look down upon your bloody hands
The bloody hands of war
While you make your play for foreign lands
You’re creating World War Four *
You’ve set the stage for Vladimir
To build his bloody empire
Our former friends are filled with fear
For a world you’ve set on fire
How dare you claim diplomacy
When you’ve set the stage for war
But what you get is what you’ll see
You’re bloody to the core
* The beast of war.
* The Cold War was WW III.
