We need our protein
Have you heard of the food chain ?
Nature works like that

Plants feel pain like us
Should we simply starve to death ?
So be consistent

Meat tastes good you know
Arguments are useless here
Leave people alone

Hold on to life despite its bottomless pits
As if you are a memory on the brink of extinction

There isn't a single conflict worth observing
Yet it's life itself to see it within yourself

Feel the Indian ghosts, see Mr Mojo rising.
A drunken poet , a shaman is dancing.
A Priest of Dionysian temple falls.
The crowd is awe struck and in epiphany.
His poetry reminds you of Rimbaud.
He was destined for self destruction.
To be buried in a graveyard of artists.

With impunity
They invade, destabilize
Clear cut tyranny

Lets set out to explode, literally !
Wear your suicide vest , boy.
We will defeat them, definitely !
Their destruction is our joy.

They have taken everything we cared for !
Heaven waits for us , death is only a door !

Bye, go on son, it's your only chance
It's your fate and our circumstance

If meaning is use
And language games follow rules
Can we follow them ?