The Flavor of Greed
Oh Afghanistan
at least you'd 20 years of relative peace and shine
Perhaps you had it all back in ancient times
but the truth of such matters patina over time..
Now all the good has come to a cackling end
peace has swallowed a scorpion's tale... again.
Although maybe a seed has been planted
maybe a more rugged rose will emerge
from the sand and rock and heat
the rough tongue of dogma and ideology
Oh maiden Afghanistan
you'll soon have many seducers tapping your door
because you don a trillion dollar lithium undergarment
maybe that's what the bloody fuss was really all about...
blood for a pair of lithium panties-
blood for oil..its all the same
blood for the newest flavor of greed...
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2021
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