Sweeping through warzones
Brush bloody and stale
With genocidal strokes
Each bristle tells a tale
Stemming young shoots
Now forever unseen
Stamping out futures
Where hope meets the dream
Love is overshadowed
Lost in combats quagmire
Hate strides at the forefront
With fascist propelling gunfire
Under a placid sky
Lay unprincipled politicians
And unscrupulous corporations
Creating inequitable conditions
Nocturnally drifting, immune
Prisoners of circumstance
Like flies stuck in amber
In a desensitised trance.
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