battle shine reigns down
like phosphorescent water droplets
or a Comet's tale
the yen and yang
are screaming like Brezhnev's hell

in no fault divorce
there is no handmaid's tale
just 'sic' reminder's
like Persian oil fields

oil gluttons have staked
their claim
in present time's
a childhood maze
young men are braves'

Noam Chomsky tales
enshrined today's slaves
this language war
dead giveaways

for to lead the thirsty
to an iron trough
is no favor
when 'another' picks them off

they care not for Warsaw's claim
the damage wrought
remains the same
our youth divided
on a shooting range

Why do Nations' falter
with the Vice of War?
Perhaps our leaders' have forgotten
what they're fighting for...