RESOLUTION

Blank faced politics
Hides its feeble guilt
Between white sheets and body bags
Perspiring upon entering
The press room and its literary carnivores
Who say blessed be while fearing
The real truth that hangs on wire
Flak lighting a sky with sympathy to celluloid
Civilians cursing military mentality
In its blinkered and repeated call
Of statistics to boost careers
From Downing street to The White house.