Adumbrations On The Eve Of War
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By James H. Starkey, Lakota Indian.
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Adumbrations on the eve of war,
To settle daddy's festering score,
Dark clouds loom, bringing death or life?
Awake they now sanity, or continue in strife?

The warhawks savor the blood in the air,
Their consumer based nation hath nary a care,
For Justice they swoop and smite hard, Babylon,
And wave they their banners as god marches on.

A sight to see, all shiny and smart,
Mechanized warfare turned into art,
Eye in the sky and bombs from above,
Iowa farmboys sign "to Saddam with love."

Smite their satan and grab all the oil,
Partition to puppets the remainder of spoil,
Freeing the world one terror at a time,
Sovereignty is sin and speaking, a crime.

Justice is blind; they poked out her eyes,
And bound and gagged her and all of her lies,
Might makes right, ask them you'll see,
At the sound of their voice, you're expected to flee.

But we are not silenced, for we aren't outnumbered,
Though too humble and morally encumbered,
We yet know our relatives, we know full, the tally,
Patiently awaiting nature and her ultimate rally...