war makes the best pets

 

redraw the maps move boundaries

objective and subjective

the same leaders

different name

every fourth november

we grasp and reach to catch

just a ray of light

a rope pulled away

we can see we cannot touch

it’s no fucking use to us

the opposition armed and ready

unraveling the magic carpet

by simply pulling a string

then wrap us tight in bondage

strangling us with liberty

leaving us all

free-falling quickly

sliding

through misery and greed

a pawn no power without a gun

only god can save the queen

militias forming in shadows

planning warfare and strategy

 

the time is coming near

a rebuilding from the ashes

we are phoenix newly freed

spreads her wings and soars again

submitting solely to her need

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