Guest Poet: Sir Samson- Pass the Ammunition

Great depressions, great lies.

A great struggle we live to see

Never ending, never dies.

Oppression, depression, recession of logicity

Shred, rend, bleed, blend, spit, hit, fire.

Idle hands sinful, ignorant minds transpire

The Rape and butcher of peace, one two punch for another.

My god is better than your god.

Morality by force.

Praise the Lord and pass that ammunition

In the name of faith

In God’s name shall it be.

We like war

No, scratch that, we love war.

Not on, or with, or against.

In, my friend, it is in.

No value, no worth.

Worry not, harmless it is.

The war is going quite well,

The next question, anyone? Begin.

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