I saw the blood run down the walls

Within the children's tears

I heard the parliamentary halls

Resound with warring cheers

 

I felt the shock of bomb & gun 

Within gasps of anticipation 

I saw their prey run & run

From nation killing nation 

 

I drew my scythe & licked my lips

A hefty load to swallow 

I told the ferryman, he needed ships

For, they will be filled with endless sorrow. 

 

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