Men of power
carve up the world
like the Sunday joint
then with the blood of their enemies
do anoint themselves Gods & kings.
Enthroned in gore, lords of the red reign
that unbridled violence brings.
Untouched by blame.
Unblushed by shame.
Uncoupled from their fellow human's
consequential pain.
Among the ashes of spent nations,
God-forsaken grinding horror
starkest desolation.
Ask
how dark, how cold the savage
who would label dead children
as collateral damage.