Bsombin' Los Angeles

Bsombin' Los Angeles
Bsombin' Los Angeles

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

A poem about war and a machine made for it.


Without Any Reason


You come disguised 
As justice or greed;
Yet you satisfy none
But those who seek to bleed!

With false promises of 
Freedom & total power,
Truly, you come to 
Enslave, oppress, & totally devour!

You divide wholes into pieces 
And leave only ashes & dust,
All for the sake of your 
Endless blood lust!

You bring nothing but bad & 
Leave nothing that's good,
You confuse all who oppose you
By saying you're misunderstood...

You blind those who lead,
Leaving masses confused,
You kill off the strong and
Leave the meek broken & abused!

No pleasure, no gain,
Just despair and pain...
Most beg you to leave!
...Still, here you remain...

Without Any Right.
So brutal and savage,
So completely inhuman
Without Any Reason...


-Bsomb4

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