The Sin Investment

Blocks stacked up

One on top of the other
Look 
Here comes another
Brother
Someday
You're going to collapse

It was 1971 when we thought we won
But we lost again
This is such a fuck'n sin
Arms
Legs
Blood everywhere
Count the bullets 
It will be another week before another shipment
Are we all here
Is anyone missing

The financial adviser says 
Arms contractors are a good bet
Business is good
You can smell the blood in the sky

Holding this in is a sin
They say we won
I've lost
Where do I begin
What did I win
What did we win
Investing in defense contractors 
Is a sin

By: Roger Harkness - The Minister Peacefulpoet - (word witch)
February 10th, 2018

 

This poem is about: 
My country

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