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' Armageddon Will Ultimately Convene '
Why do we humans kill for fun,
Be it with a knife or perhaps a gun,
As each other or animals become undone,
We accept it as our daily routine.
We do it in squabbles or in petty disputes,
Wars over nothing started by men in suits,
What one side claims the other refutes,
As battle rages they're nowhere to be seen.
There's billions to be made in weapons of woe,
Mass destruction everywhere humans go,
Lest we forget we will reap what we sow,
Remember there is no in between.
As the worlds resources are shrinking fast,
Wars are our future they are not in the past,
Unless world leaders we the people lambaste,
Our existence they'll continue to demean.
All wars are futile nobody ever wins,
It's the innocents who pay for the warmonger's sins,
All the while the arms dealer grins,
While they dip government pockets clean.
World peace costs nothing wars cost hard cash,
So why to fight are we in such a dash,
Is it a form of culling like a deadly rash?
To keep the worlds population lean.
The inventors of death should be ashamed,
On judgement day, yes they will be blamed,
Their excuses saying they have all been framed,
Will be classed by their God as obscene.
Despite our ' INTELLIGENCE ' we continue to fight,
The warning signs are there, shining bright,
We will all be dead before we see the light,
We are cascading into a ravine.
The time has come to cast our differences aside,
From hard fact reality we can no longer hide,
If our good Lords commandments we refuse to abide,
' Armageddon Will Ultimately Convene '
Be it with a knife or perhaps a gun,
As each other or animals become undone,
We accept it as our daily routine.
We do it in squabbles or in petty disputes,
Wars over nothing started by men in suits,
What one side claims the other refutes,
As battle rages they're nowhere to be seen.
There's billions to be made in weapons of woe,
Mass destruction everywhere humans go,
Lest we forget we will reap what we sow,
Remember there is no in between.
As the worlds resources are shrinking fast,
Wars are our future they are not in the past,
Unless world leaders we the people lambaste,
Our existence they'll continue to demean.
All wars are futile nobody ever wins,
It's the innocents who pay for the warmonger's sins,
All the while the arms dealer grins,
While they dip government pockets clean.
World peace costs nothing wars cost hard cash,
So why to fight are we in such a dash,
Is it a form of culling like a deadly rash?
To keep the worlds population lean.
The inventors of death should be ashamed,
On judgement day, yes they will be blamed,
Their excuses saying they have all been framed,
Will be classed by their God as obscene.
Despite our ' INTELLIGENCE ' we continue to fight,
The warning signs are there, shining bright,
We will all be dead before we see the light,
We are cascading into a ravine.
The time has come to cast our differences aside,
From hard fact reality we can no longer hide,
If our good Lords commandments we refuse to abide,
' Armageddon Will Ultimately Convene '
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` Armageddon Will Ultimately Convene `
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