Swept under the cloak of fine linen

Nations powerful from the sidelines, watching

with hot dogs and full fat coke…

send hypnotised slaves

propagating bloody malevolence.

Epidemics of mindlessness spreads, spreads contagious in everything

raping the essence of youthful nations,

vaccines cannot protect.

Weakened,

under the weight of corruption and greed

they topple and fall.

International laws provide no justice,

atrocities swept under carpets of linen.

Mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters, cousins, husbands, wives, sons and daughters,

 takers, blinded by greed

only numbers, to them are seen... 

"statistics 

of propaganda..."

 

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