This Is Not Our War

They are vending hate
We are blindly buying.
Seeking each other’s flesh
On the abattoir they are lounging.

They are instigating bloodbath
We are readily stripping.
Icing their cake with our ignorance
While they are cutting without blowing out the candle.

They are buying arms,
We are scrambling for a piece,
The cast on their comic set.
Feet up and popcorn, they are entertained

We fight on fronts we don’t reap the loot.
We fight their fight, we’re the fools.

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