fauxcroft

I am at the end of my tether

This is the final straw,

I can’t suffer a world

Constantly at war,

Using the poor as cannon fodder

In the rich man’s games,

They sip on the good life

As we feel the pain,

They sit in their ivory towers

While we die in the rubble again,

We are simply collateral damage

Dying in the flames,

As the rich man commands an empire 

And accepts no part of the blame,

That we die so that they may prosper

And we die for their greed

But they know no shame,

Don’t blame the player they say,

Blame the game

But its their game they created,

That we are playing at and dying at each day,

I am at the end of my tether

This is the final straw,

I can’t suffer a world

Constantly at war,

I don’t see why we have to suffer this,

It’s time to say fight war not wars,

I don’t see why we have to bleed for this,

Because we don’t want your fucking wars,

No more.
Via: Daily Prompt: Tether