I see crows and vultures have a field day

As these soldiers lay,slainBy people who see them as enemies Tragedies,recorded in our minds As Memories, of warBecause no one can ever forgetWhen he has seen blood pour,beforeHis eyes,a scene like thatTruly shakes you to the coreThere are some people in our world Who invest in war as a businessThey infiltrate a nation and capitalizeOn its weaknessBombarding the nation with chaos and miseryWhether they have hearts or not,is a mysteryThey sit at high tables sipping Expensive wine from glassesWith 4000 dollar suits and laughingWith friends of the high classesSaying;"Humans Are All Dumbasses"They like to kill each otherSo we are  gods to give them what they want;War.....