Incorporated Slaughter
The war on Terror
A war that never ends
and pays great dividends
to the shareholders
of Global Murder
The hostile takeover
Privilege and power
… never to yield
This world … an
industrialised battlefield

Corruption and greed
beyond all want and need
The disgrace taking place
or just the comedy tragic
of some corporate capers?
Truth and Justice?
Attacked and hacked
by predators
of the Paradise Papers
A media makeover
of whatever is leftover

As the ghost
of Milton Friedman directs
and Lockheed Martin perfects
the long-distance killing
of foreign children
With all the style and grace
of a bribe on the side
from British Aerospace
Don’t be dismayed Theresa May
One day Tony Blair will pay
for all the dirty deals he made
from Washington to Bagdad
and back again
The name of the game?
‘You’ve been had by the Big Bad’
Just ask Henry Kissinger
Was the Red Brigade
just a C.I.A. charade?
(If I disappear tomorrow
just like Aldo Moro
no need to look any further)

With all hell for leather
a golden glove from above
and under
the jackboot of forever
Get revenge for the past
Invest in a vengeful future
Dare to strike first
The only way to be sure
One brick short
of a Berlin Wall
the far left
same as ever
left bereft
of some equilibrium
The far right
all dressed up
in black and white
hiding in plain sight
behind the skirts
of state religion
Scoundrels of patriotism
and amplified
with God on their side
The dog-eat-dog extreme
where the means are justified
The out of range obscene
scans the big picture
as seen through the screen
of a Pentagon computer
for some long range slaughter
As oblivion whispers
a silent scream
Hug your sons
and your daughters

In the whitewashed West
ever since the big fall
no matter how small
we are all part and parcel
of the Big Apparatus
on the scale
of Trickle-Down Economics
A Trade War is just what
the Emperor is after
For one thing always
leads to another
“Render unto …”
But never surrender
In the style
of gentle Jesus
For triumphant Caesar
he’s just another
trumped up pretender
By stealth
the sovereign
and common wealth
being stolen away
by the New Democracy
of Global Kleptocracy
Follow the weaponised money
Be under the sway
Don’t think twice, honey
Be corrupted absolutely
For petrol doesn’t grow on trees
The Price?
The life of someone
else’s baby . . . Selah
As innocence flees
the splintered home
of some shattered family
The White Helmets of Syria
my soul to deliver

If God really don’t exist
then why have a conscience?
Be in the pay
Become a franchisee
for ‘Bombs ‘R’ Us’
Invest in the Best
The new & improved
Privatised Military
Don’t Delay
Do it today
Adopt a Mercenary!
Perhaps a guard for the school
where your children
dodge bullets
and learn how to pray?
You have the right to alarm
to cause multiple harm.
After all …
this is a democracy!
I best buy a gun?
Better make it
a real big one!

Be a Pharisee
of Mammon Most High
and the Dollar Almighty
Then bless the troops
heading out to Armageddon
as the Bull Market
starts a-runnin’
and history keeps repeating
The ‘Masters of War’
now dressed as civilians
as the executioner’s face
behind a desk
is always well hidden

To spark the reaction
that leads to Jerusalem
become a lone wolf
screw loose cannon
marching in unison
to the drum of a
global orchestration
“Make Our Tribe Great Again!”
For a paradise
never to come
For the children
of the great submission
it is not just regulation
It is what they become
Generation after generations
Wraiths of the Interregnum
a neolithic oppression
the same old crash course
where the good die young
The cycle of history
where force meets force
to scrape the serpent’s tongue
with bayonets glistening

Under the gun …
Life & liberty on the run
A May Day Parade
of action and reaction
provides the ammunition
for the powers that be
with fearful public permission
to terminate personal freedom
“Will the cycle be unbroken?”
From predator politicians
to Hollywood actors & musicians
all marching
to the patriotic tune
of ‘Big Brother Cain
& the Company Munitions’
Play it again for me
one more time
As the Church
upon it’s perch teeters
Still drunk
on yesterday’s wine
Still eating
stale old crackers
Does love divine
cover a multitude of crime?
If only you knew
what those drones
and missiles do
At least it’s not us
being blown apart
Thank God it’s not me
… or you?

~ by david redpath © 2018

“Thou shalt not kill” ~ God

Photo courtesy of Gerry Magee
(That’s Gerry holding up his M16 rifle)

Me and Gerry Magee,
drinking ‘coffee’ at the best
whiskey Bar in Glasgow.
Gerry is a Falklands War veteran
and a true blue Scotsman.

First published on WordPress 6/11/2017


      1. Just brilliant, David. Your gift is astounding. I’m beyond moved. I’m in tears and in awe. Touched to my very soul by this. Thank you for sharing.

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      1. I approved it! And thank you so much. It’s set for approving first comments because I’ve had some troll trouble in the past. You’re anything but a ‘mere man!’ You are a gifted wordsmith.

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  2. Another excellent poem summarizing the state of the world, David.

    On the road to Damascus, Saul of Tarsus saw Christ and became Paul.

    On the road to Damascus, numerous nations saw Mammon and became clones of the biblical Cain.

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      1. My pleasure
        Material treasure
        Induces fear
        And then we compare
        At Mammon’s pleasure
        Our faulty perception of value
        Is what turns society askew
        And creates this deadly brew
        When there always has been
        More than enough for everyone all along

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  3. I honestly don’t know where to start – there is so much packed into this powerful poem. Of all the ways we can change the world, I think writing like this will propel us forward in a way we desperately need. Well done.

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    1. Thank you very much, Chris.
      George Orwell’s 1984 is a
      masterpiece of twentieth
      century literature. His astute,
      profound, even prophetic
      writings have definitely influenced how I view the geopolitical world.
      The system is an animal farm.
      Let’s face it …
      the jackboot of human
      history keeps on stomping.

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  4. Do you think or believe that war is an invention of the right, the white or the west? You’re quite good, but unfortunately your eyes are still closed to the realities on all sides. We are all fodder, your affiliation doesn’t change that. We are all disposable and we are all meaningless in the eyes of the maniacal. From Washington D.C. to the EU, the Pope and the Vatican City to Russia, China, Japan, Australia and the list continues, the secret clans and organizations, all are culpable and all blame the other, for their own actions or inactions.

    What would you suggest happen, if I may ask? Have you ever volunteered to fight in a war, have you ever fought for your loved ones to your left and right?

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      1. Cheers!
        Having little faith in the power
        placed in the hands of corruptible
        men, I find myself neither
        left wing, nor right wing. For to
        fly, it seems, you need both wings.
        This also helps to avoid much
        futile arguing.

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