#militarism - Hello Poetry

Hut, two, three, four What do you think you are fighting for? Four, five, six, seven Invasion is the path to heaven. Seven, eight, nine, ten If it doesn’t work, do it again. Six, seven, eight, nine If innocents die too, never mind. We need to clean things Wipe lessers out of the place. They’re a total threat and Weaken our beloved race. We don’t have time For anyone sick or poor We must go somewhere And fight unreasonable war. Helping the weak and sick Costs too much money to allow. Besides, there are among us Suffering rich people right now. This land owes it all to the rich So, we must do all we can To support them with each pitch. So, hut, two, three, four, Now you know what we’re fighting for. Three, four, five, six Now, none of your liberal tricks. Five, six, seven, eight. Don’t question your betters, that’d be great. Hut, two, three, four We are who you are fighting for!

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Jul 12, 2018

Jul 12, 2018 at 5:41 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

HUT, TWO, THREE, FOUR

Hut, two, three, four What do you think you are fighting for? Four, five, six, seven Invasion is the path to heaven. Seven, eight, nine, ten If it doesn’t work, do it again. Six, seven, eight, nine If innocents die too, never mind. We need to clean things Wipe lessers out of the place. They’re a total threat and Weaken our beloved race. We don’t have time For anyone sick or poor We must go somewhere And fight unreasonable war. Helping the weak and sick Costs too much money to allow. Besides, there are among us Suffering rich people right now. This land owes it all to the rich So, we must do all we can To support them with each pitch. So, hut, two, three, four, Now you know what we’re fighting for. Three, four, five, six Now, none of your liberal tricks. Five, six, seven, eight. Don’t question your betters, that’d be great. Hut, two, three, four We are who you are fighting for!

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C’mon, let’s drop some more bombs! It’s alright, they are the ones who are wrong. They run, they scream, they hide— It’s alright, people always die There’s no need to know why Just go focus on getting by. But I’m tired of all the lies I can’t see— I’ve lost sight of the blue skies The fire and smoke burns my eyes It’s alright, everyone dies! But why would I live Where there’s no sunrise? Blacked out by greed in disguise I think I can hear their cries! It’s alright, everyone dies! Oh, but I know why! It’s now so clear to me Oh, yes, I can see When You compare us to them It looks like we are free But this is not who we ought to be We have to break from this false reverie! You can’t erase what You’ve done, Our memories, or the fallen ones. None of this is my idea of fun So I won’t turn, I won’t run, Not until we see the day When peace has won.

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May 18, 2018

May 18, 2018 at 11:43 AM UTC

taylor-ganger

I Know Why

C’mon, let’s drop some more bombs! It’s alright, they are the ones who are wrong. They run, they scream, they hide— It’s alright, people always die There’s no need to know why Just go focus on getting by. But I’m tired of all the lies I can’t see— I’ve lost sight of the blue skies The fire and smoke burns my eyes It’s alright, everyone dies! But why would I live Where there’s no sunrise? Blacked out by greed in disguise I think I can hear their cries! It’s alright, everyone dies! Oh, but I know why! It’s now so clear to me Oh, yes, I can see When You compare us to them It looks like we are free But this is not who we ought to be We have to break from this false reverie! You can’t erase what You’ve done, Our memories, or the fallen ones. None of this is my idea of fun So I won’t turn, I won’t run, Not until we see the day When peace has won.

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You are fighting again And want me to come To worship at your temple Of the dazed and dumb Who are led so easily By the mention of God And find us who question To be diseased or odd. Don’t sing us songs About your holy wars. That is really not what Praying and progress are for. You dress yourself in medals And thousand dollar suits And pretend merchants Are not your family roots. You think to disguise profit As your one raison d’etre So you speak flowery nothings And haven’t made sense yet. We have untold resources To heal the lame and poor. Endless war is not what Praying and progress are for. You create your holy mantras About defense and protection While every kind of help for us Meets with official rejection. You make excuses to invade And make money out of death. Then, make up tales of threats Until you’re almost out of breath. Don’t sing us songs About your holy wars. That is really not what Praying and progress are for. We have untold resources To heal the lame and poor. Endless war is not what Praying and progress are for.

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Nov 19, 2015

Nov 19, 2015 at 6:03 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

RECESSIONAL

You are fighting again And want me to come To worship at your temple Of the dazed and dumb Who are led so easily By the mention of God And find us who question To be diseased or odd. Don’t sing us songs About your holy wars. That is really not what Praying and progress are for. You dress yourself in medals And thousand dollar suits And pretend merchants Are not your family roots. You think to disguise profit As your one raison d’etre So you speak flowery nothings And haven’t made sense yet. We have untold resources To heal the lame and poor. Endless war is not what Praying and progress are for. You create your holy mantras About defense and protection While every kind of help for us Meets with official rejection. You make excuses to invade And make money out of death. Then, make up tales of threats Until you’re almost out of breath. Don’t sing us songs About your holy wars. That is really not what Praying and progress are for. We have untold resources To heal the lame and poor. Endless war is not what Praying and progress are for.

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Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Please take this as truth That this is how it is done If you see someone as enemy You cease to see a human. The fact that they are armed And don’t like who you like Is enough to create words like **** **** ****** and **** Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Line up the opposition forces Against a bullet-riddled wall And shoot them many times And see how many will fall. The ones who do not die Must be minions of the devil. They are the enemy, you see. That’s all. That’s on the level. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. And those people that don’t Believe in your own form of Jesus, Like Aerabbs and Jews and such, Shoot them as much as it pleases. Because they won’t go to heaven, And are just heathens anyway Like them Buddhist dingdongs Like them ****** lesbians and gays. Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. And people in foreign countries Well, you can guess how that goes; Take a look and easily compare Canadanians to them from Mexico. The French are Frogs, Spanish spics. None as good as us Americans. And nothing good can come out Of any **** place that is African. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Now if you find some of this offensive And if this is revving up your motors, Just bear in mind, this is what goes on In the mind of the average voter. Want to change this, make life better? Drop your representatives a letter. Tell them you are on to their villainy And see them as supporting the REAL enemy.

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Aug 18, 2015

Aug 18, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC

brent-kincaid

ENEMY TRAINING

Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Please take this as truth That this is how it is done If you see someone as enemy You cease to see a human. The fact that they are armed And don’t like who you like Is enough to create words like **** **** ****** and **** Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Line up the opposition forces Against a bullet-riddled wall And shoot them many times And see how many will fall. The ones who do not die Must be minions of the devil. They are the enemy, you see. That’s all. That’s on the level. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. And those people that don’t Believe in your own form of Jesus, Like Aerabbs and Jews and such, Shoot them as much as it pleases. Because they won’t go to heaven, And are just heathens anyway Like them Buddhist dingdongs Like them ****** lesbians and gays. Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. And people in foreign countries Well, you can guess how that goes; Take a look and easily compare Canadanians to them from Mexico. The French are Frogs, Spanish spics. None as good as us Americans. And nothing good can come out Of any **** place that is African. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Now if you find some of this offensive And if this is revving up your motors, Just bear in mind, this is what goes on In the mind of the average voter. Want to change this, make life better? Drop your representatives a letter. Tell them you are on to their villainy And see them as supporting the REAL enemy.

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They swear they can teach you everything you're going to need to know about life and how to take on the world. The same ******** who can't even tell you an honest version of history. If you sigh hard enough, you learn. Some of us pull everything we know from the margins and get called part of an agenda for it. Most people learn only by what they perceive on the surface and miss everything underneath. Some nights you go hungry, and you learn. The ******** go to college or university, get some ******** degree, and decide it makes them an unofficial expert on situations they've never been concerned with. Racists with law degrees. Some of them go into the military and come back with scars in their mind, tell us we're just civilians, because gun-toting is the education they received. If you ever slept in a car because you had no choice, you learn. I've met a lot of people who read religious texts and only believe what people "knew" 4000 years ago, at most. I've met people who tell you they believe in the bible, then when pressed for information, obviously can't tell you **** about their own beliefs. If you have a hard time not biting back out of habit, you learn something. The funny thing is, you don't need to learn how to hate to learn how to love, but Once you learn what love is, it makes it a hell of a lot clearer what hate is.

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Jul 9, 2014

Jul 9, 2014 at 11:46 AM UTC

austin-heath

"The Funny Thing is, You Don't Need to Learn How to Hate to Learn How to Love."

They swear they can teach you everything you're going to need to know about life and how to take on the world. The same ******** who can't even tell you an honest version of history. If you sigh hard enough, you learn. Some of us pull everything we know from the margins and get called part of an agenda for it. Most people learn only by what they perceive on the surface and miss everything underneath. Some nights you go hungry, and you learn. The ******** go to college or university, get some ******** degree, and decide it makes them an unofficial expert on situations they've never been concerned with. Racists with law degrees. Some of them go into the military and come back with scars in their mind, tell us we're just civilians, because gun-toting is the education they received. If you ever slept in a car because you had no choice, you learn. I've met a lot of people who read religious texts and only believe what people "knew" 4000 years ago, at most. I've met people who tell you they believe in the bible, then when pressed for information, obviously can't tell you **** about their own beliefs. If you have a hard time not biting back out of habit, you learn something. The funny thing is, you don't need to learn how to hate to learn how to love, but Once you learn what love is, it makes it a hell of a lot clearer what hate is.

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