attack on syria

once again
they blow a rivet into the heart
intelligence floating in the wind
no anchor
but pointing by
the whore and
the blood in the dust shoulder packing
credibility of the liar
and a war being lost to Assad
and god is on my side
murderers watching and shooting each other
the roll of fire
the princes and politicians
and somewhere now
babie's blood drips
down and down and down

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