Warrior Gods

a poem

Manipulating
Mastication.
Your body’s sold on
Oral Sensation

Electric Visions,
Eclectic Thought.
Your mind’s made up,
Your politics bought.

Lustration
Or libation?
A time to live
By Dictation?

Where’s it going?
What’s it for?
Why are you fighting?
And then who’s war?

And when it’s over,
The fighting done,
Survey the field.
Who’s really won?

What’s it matter?
Who will care
if tomorrow comes
And you’re not there?

It’s your time now.
A time to think.
Your future balances
On the brink.

Into forward
Or reverse?
After all,
Who comes first?

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