Picture courtesy of world.time.com
The ink barely dry
And more deaths announced
More bombs gone off
Innocents’ caught in-between
So much blood spilt
Over a piece of land
That’s not even theirs anyway
But history is chosen sparingly
Families ripped apart
By those who say they care
Killed by political blindness
By the ignorant and scared
Freedom comes at a price
For a price there’ll always be
It doesn’t really exist
Even in the land of the free
Swapping one leader after another
All self-serving are they
Feeding their greed
With people’s lives they play
Whilst ordinary minds
Struggle in daily life
With food and utility bills rising
All from political lies
But the blind lead the blind
Sheep stupidly follow
Unaware of their damage
Promises were all hollow
So much sad loss
No turning back the clock
But the future could be changed
If others stopped playing god
Picture courtesy of hmckzn.co.za
But ignorance always wins
Sadly always has
And flag waving fools follow
Empty-headed, en-masse
Will there be an end?
Not in my lifetime there won’t
For the fight is a drug
Over stolen homes
*For the people caught in the middle of all wars not of their making but those who lead them and those that blindly follow.
Posted on August 1, 2014
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