The artillery’s out for display
Passive and implied
To overpower what needs to be addressed
Even if it cannot be denied
The small pieces fall by the wayside
It’s a terrible time to realize
How little your life’s worth
Soaked in blood, broken fort
While in the palace
Self-absorbed kings play chess
Moving pieces, strategies,
Result to tragedies, hot mess
The queen with a speech, a picture for the history books
If we survive, this is what it shall look
The inspirational event
Never the result it was meant
War is a form of entertainment
And it has translated where usually
We find unity
But Ares
We let Ares
Become a dominant, accessible and acceptable trait of humanity
For every inch the warmongers gain,
A crumb falls for the peasants to feast…