Genuine Amazement
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It never ceases to amaze me,
How in this broken world of ours;
Which desperately needs to be healed;
Why entire nations will rise for a notion
Conceived by an emotional cripple;
A puffed up President, a puppet Prime Minister,
A tinpot dictator, or an impotent king;
Who want to play with skulls; instead of toys.
For the pride of such infantile men,
Will turn deep green fields into blood red;
Will bomb villages into dust and ashes;
To reinforce their slighted egos;
And receive applause from their loyal sycophants,
And obsequious media servants.
And it never ceases to amaze me,
Why the masses go along with this charade.
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