Poem: A Child Sacrifice for The New World Order

War mongerer = Child murderer

Conscripted in, meat grinder ready
Pack your college books and favourite stuffed teddy
Camo gear on, locked and loaded
You’re stuck in a trench to which you were goaded
You can’t get out, you didn’t want in
Our children are set, so let battle begin

Enemy’s crosshairs, they’ve pulled the trigger
The corpse pile of war is another body bigger
Your Sunshine’s gone, forever this time
But no one will see this murder as crime
The gears of war, just like before
Will keep us knocking on heaven's door

Profits collected, Satan gets wealthy
The World at large gets less and less healthy
Fighting battles, this never ends
For all I know we could have been friends
Faces unseen, behind army green
Hides the humanity of a life pristine

Psychotic Elites, not bearing the brunt
Why don’t we shoot those that send us to the front
Cenotaph etched, more work for the mason
Another generation just washed down the basin
Brainwashed and dead, in murderous disorder
A child sacrifice for The New World Order