Go On This Way Poem by P.R. Prosper

Manipulated in situations, folks aren’t situated unless war is public and then incorporated
Life can’t go on this way

Profiteers at the helm or the cockpit relaying the doctrine as they dropp massive profits
Life can’t go on this way

Private armies immune to all the laws that sing tunes to good ole boys and oil tycoons too
Life can’t go on this way

Minters pay cells broken off like a splinter to collect falling money from a nuclear winter
Life can’t go on this way

Words and deeds simmer, watch for a shimmer of hope before the blast or the glimmer
Life can’t go on this way

Deals over green need a trimmer and a lobbyist for dinner, the fattest patriot is winner
Life can’t go on this way

Can’t catch a breath like a swimmer in the navy, lil kids killing babies, Palestinians, Israelis
Life can’t go on this way

Playing games we’re Kratos, bombing life out of cradles, build a country out of Legos, Gods of War if you say so
Life can’t go on this way

Make dough ‘til it’s lodged, in your throat or your garage, peace is a mirage so let the natives duck and dodge
Life can’t go on this way

More weapons and defense, no health care insurance, people losing common cents
Life can’t go on this way

Let bygones be bygones in Tibet and Taiwan, what’s the score in Niger or Darfur?
Life can’t go on this way

An empire reaches its limit when no one can no longer believe in its gimmick