one day the people from the houses on the hill gonna call you and ask you to lay down your life for things you ain’t seen ‘cept on tv or dreams at midnight gonna ask you to fight and maybe die for phantom freedom and fairytale endings to drugs on streets and unemployed lines yes gonna ask you to step right up and be a hero in their carnival of greed
Dislike many things about this world of ours, some seem to keep getting worse. But then in nature we have the beauty of God’s handiwork, which is uplifting to one’s soul.
Echoes of “Masters of War” from another spearker’s angle.
Hi.
I’m getting back into the swing of things–sort of-inspite of pc obstacles. LOL.
“Step right up! Who wants to be cannon fodder!”
Read Between the Minds 
This poem is stand out, really very, very, well done!!!
Quite possible.
economical
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demands
ha!
Dislike many things about this world of ours, some seem to keep getting worse. But then in nature we have the beauty of God’s handiwork, which is uplifting to one’s soul.
Echoes of “Masters of War” from another spearker’s angle.
Hi.
I’m getting back into the swing of things–sort of-inspite of pc obstacles. LOL.
“Step right up! Who wants to be cannon fodder!”
Indeed. I like to name the fat cats on the hill: zionists and their collaborators.
Stay strong and well. Have a great week.
Too many sheep follow
a circus indeed!
Isn’t that the truth and the travesty. 😦
ditto Jamie on this one!