Day is night and night is day
Death is life and vice versa
The war on truth has gone full throttle
The imperium is resolute her truth must prevail
Garroters, serial butchers are now saviors
As they kill for fun, reveling in their chilling tasks
Impunity their shield assured by super power complicity
Impervious to fact or truth, cries or pleas
Indifferent to the sight of blood they spill
To a holocaust once suffered
Raining another on a people guiltless
One and all powers crave the genocidal cake
Blood, flesh and bones the icing
Relishing the sanguine horror unleashed
As paying tourists witness and enjoy
Macabre scenes of a farrago of charred bodies
Mountains of rubble emptied of life
Savagery now equals refinement
Centuries of native tuition
Escorted by enslavement, theft and abasement
To date, relations frozen in timeless fixation
Immovable as time is stood still
As rulers cling doggedly to power
Ushering more brutal epochs to their hapless subjects
Made impotent by swords and fake alms
For lesser people in lesser nations
Educated to a standstill
In the image of their colonizers
Surrendering their uniqueness
Without genuine substitutes
Their fellows – peasants – beaming with pride
Do not refer to their colonizers
To validate their identity; it is default, inborn
Power is now bestowed to a tiny nation
With colossal Zionist balls
More brutal than their imperial dogs
Whose tails they wag at will
Obeying vicious scriptural dictates
Of days long gone
Choosing rancor over empathy
Pain over joy, disease over health
Death over life, war over peace, hate over mercy
As they tutor their adults and toddlers on the dark arts
Silence is prescribed to gag
All who dare censure the empire’s diktats
While claiming tenure of the democratic creed
Thriving only in their minds and those of their quislings
A satanic god complex for lesser mortals to adulate
The architect of evil now reigns over us
Leaving us with no escape
Save for human resilience that must prevail
Forcing elected reps to applaud a leading criminal
Who then returns to Zion to finish off stranded men
Their women, children, healers and journos
They label terrorists anyone daring to challenge
Their narratives, versions of truth and morals
Or lies and a hefty penchant for dystopia
To shove down the throats of their cronies
Weapons destined for deception
For later use in ruin ‘n annihilation
Now going nuclear
In a final war to end all wars
Where winners take all
In the final thrust to Armageddon
But rubble will be the only wretched winners’ trophy
Hegemony embarking on a journey to nowhere
Earth piled high and deep with cooked fauna and flora
Creative evil raised to epiphanic dimensions
Inspired by the urge to shred truths
Supplanting them with flimsy lies
Desperately held solely by their inventors
Along with their stupefied acolytes, running in the millions
Testimony to the ineffable force of lies
Regnant over their zombified lackeys
Schooled to a halt in their choking warrens
Xenophobia revives its niche, now inflated
Soaring to novel and grisly heights
In truth, wallowing in gutters and sewages of history
Guaranteed, abetted, armed ‘n bankrolled by a barbaric imperium
Lies disguised as noble morals worthy of demons
Leeched by fawning allies, slavishly echoing imperial falsehoods
Jeering at their prey, applauding their rape, of men no less
Defending rapists, disenthralling them to continue outraging
Never freed from their brutal lecherous fantasies
Victims remain lifeless dead meat for vultures
Hope may be dashed, but never killed
And even where it seems in flight
Precious scraps must be salvaged
From among men and women of goodwill
Brushing aside their ethnicities
To revamp humanity
Waving flags of justice
Wherein color counts for naught
To face rulers, risking career, nay life
In sacrifice, to send a crucial message
To rulers and posterity
That wrongs will not be normalized
Equality and fairness must prevail
If humanity is to overcome the avarice and malice of rulers