Tell
More lies.
Despise
Ways of life
Impose-
Sink in decadence
Without
Humanistic responsibilities
Plan offensives
Make
More wins extra large size
Profits
Tease tradition, insult
Existence and single obsession be
Make use-
Variety weapons,
Hurt, vengeance, torture, smears, bribing
To be stunned
Opponents benefit. Question how such come outs?
Can the answer ease?
“Blessing”
In disguise it is.
Vanity thy name is, foolish mortals!
Dancing
His hues, phew, in the rain, the clownish
Bogus fabricator aloud claims cries. Who fights colourful fellows? Cowards-
In addition
See men, are listening?
The 'profits' of war, shaped like a christmas tree... ingenious!
This poem should be printed on the walls of public transport vehicles... as a daily reminder to the commuters that keep the machine going. It could revolutionise the meaning of 'sick' day. ;o)