Warmonger

With the humanization, All of its progression, A face of a nation, Heading for destruction, Power to power, And land to land, Bones of our ancestors, Crumble by an unseen hand, Life in a chalice filled, With blood of those killed, Rejecting all values until, A new world is instilled, Survivors watch as the wildlife disappears, Earthquakes now normal yet remains in fear, All around the casualties of war can be found, Thieves pick pockets of those dead on the filthy ground, Useless beings flood the street, Many sick or dying with nothing to eat, No longer a contrast between rich and poor, When cold black clouds follow death to every shore.