Friday, 23 April 2010


A billion dead,
A billion dead souls at your feet
Blood on your hands, smile on your face
For the punch and judy trick show
Selective Memory
Selective questions
From a selective source
Avoid the poverty, discrimination, the other world outside your bubble
Where the choices are black and white and red washes out so easily
Liberation by bullet, Liberation by Gas
Uranium and killer drones to do your bidding
And your consensus sits secure
Don't talk about the bodies, anything but that,
A billion dead souls, no body bags
Warmongers never stand in the line of fire
But mark these words
One day you'll burn, consumed by your own dark desire

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