poem for george and tony

Always wakeful, never sleeping

My dogs slip through the smoke that's reeking

From the havoc I have wrought.

Sergeants to their charges urging

Bravery through hellfire burning.

This mayhem's mine, this holocaust

On which I'll gorge and then make more.

Pleased to meet you,

My name is War.

Although secure you think you slumber

Hear my gunfire's distant rumble.

You'll not be safe past this day's dawn.

Enjoy your times of peace and plenty

I only need one stomach empty.

Another martyr for my cause

Comes knocking at your kitchen door.

At your service,

My name is War

I may be grand, I may be subtle

Ten thousand troops or a snipers rifle.

Perhaps I'll bomb a shopping mall.

I'll take your soldiers and your children

I'll help your women weep for fallen

Sons and daughters in the long roll call.

My herald is a nitrate roar.

The pleasure's mine,

My name is War.

I'll make you rich beyond your dreams

Stretch your markets at the seams

There'll be no need to advertise.

The profits from my global tension

Far exceed your comprehension.

Invest in arms, you'll find it wise.

In strife and conflict rockets soar.

Its my delight,

My name is War.

I'll shift all you can produce

And neutralise the prayers for truce.

I'll blow your prices through the sky.

Then in clandestine dealing moments

We'll sell the same to both opponents

So secretly they won't ask why.

You question what I do it for?

I work for love,

My name is War