WARLORD's Abyss

wake of self

Addressing war criminals
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Staggering political man
Face your world if you can
Through media's rusting shield
Outspoken scientist dead in field
Falsehoods still unchecked
Credibility wrecked
Destructive wake your one display
And horned goat your mask today
 
Twisting political mind
Spawning similar kind
Scapegoat for putrid Lords' disguise
Treachery buried beneath your lies
Forked tongue unchecked disgrace
Perched to save the ruler's face
From hungry wolves should need arise
 
Cold refracting blare
Of one-eyed Horus twisted stare
No comment from the Northern Gate
Slyly smiling at your fate
Across the pond there sits in wait
Indian chief’s ancestral faith
For setting sun on bush ablaze
Abyss transcribes your gaze

Further into hell you creep
So not to hear the mothers weep
​Chaney chains from hell doth seep
To penetrate your restless sleep
Now Yemen bombed by your bands
Claiming to be the prophet's hands
On others passing blame
Your trumpet yet the same
More hatred fumed
More hate consumed
Abyss your middle name.

Can humanity transcend the degenerate mind?
Can we escape the grip of mad politicians?

 From Babylon to Here  A research into the recurring madness is available at Amazon Books and other online platforms

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