by flagamuffin

  You bloodthirsty savages;
  Sickness of wars.
  You think that you're fighting for you and for yours?
  You 'speak' for your people
  Then draw in a breath,
  And sully their honour with violence and death.

  You say that you're praying,
  And making a plea –
  But murder the innocent, guiltless, and free.
  Your 'proofs' and your 'truths'
  And your 'justice' are lies -
  A court and a critic? A coward's disguise.

  You think that you're pious
  But live on your gall,
  Subsisting on poison and hatred for all.
  You're nothing but monsters.
  I'll say it again -
  You savages.
  Cowards.

  You bloodthirsty men.