Thursday 26 September 2024

new poems

 

This War

Pick another nation drop some bombs on them

More people to kill more targets to bomb

Extra power for us additional weapon orders

Do this so we are strong they become weak

Keep them under our boot heal while we ascend

They rapidly descend fragment disaster death

As a new country to the list so Satan smiles

More souls harvested to Hell added to his list

Roast them some more it's sure warm up there!

Our warriors all pumped up good to go

Busting balls firing guns dropping bombs

All our weapons get used no mercy just pain

Kids with legs blown off dead parents no home

Eradicate entire towns blitz them from memory

This war will end we will start another

Power never felt so good nor did killing

 

 

 

 

damn soon

have a family party they're all there

see the guns half hidden in waist bands

and flick knives in front pockets

plus brass knuckles hiding elsewhere

something's gonna go down just ask when

more issues than sliced bread

too few tissues or medics to fix it

see the beers flow like water

bad jokes being said at the wrong time

eye contact held for too long

gals flirting with wrong guys

it's gonna start real damn soon

 

 

 

Forced to drink now/get on with it, free beer man/tomorrow is what?

 

 


 

 

 

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