Analysis of PROFITS OF DEATH
The prophets of death
Are making profits from war,
These monsters, evil smiling
As the death count soars.
Making weapons for profit
Profiteering from misery,
Loading up on dark largess
Rejoicing in human grief.
Vultures are flying high
Living off the dead and dying,
Prophets of death are rejoicing
While widows and mums are crying.
Widows mourning dead husbands
While mothers grieve for sons,
Vipers play the game of death
Selling rifles, bombs, and guns,
Rogues of every description
All possessing an evil mind,
Building tanks and army ducks
Sell death and evil of any kind.
The United Nations twiddles thumbs
While Leaders sit upon their brains,
Death merchants are smiling as
Putrescent corpses cover the plains.
When will politicians ever listen
Instead of acting like stupid fools?
When will they shoot down vultures
By bringing in humanitarian rules?
It's time to bring down the prophets
And cutaway the profits of war,
It's time to end all of the suffering
Spreading like cankerous sores.
THE END
© Copyright 2022 Philip Roberts
Melbourne, Victoria, Australia
| Scheme | ABCD XXXX XCCC XEAE FGXG XHXH FIXI XBCD XXX |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
| Metre | 01011 1101011 1101010 10111 1010110 0101100 1011110 0100101 101101 10101010 10111010 11001110 1010110 110111 1010111 1010101 11100010 10101101 1010101 110101101 00101011 11010111 1101101 1101001 110101010 011101101 1111110 110001001 11111010 010001011 1111110100 10111 01 101010 100100010 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 1,077 |
| Words | 198 |
| Sentences | 9 |
| Stanzas | 9 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 3 |
| Lines Amount | 35 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 25 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 97 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 19 |
About this poem
I remember the saddest day of my life, when I was nine or ten. When I learnt the most obscene thing I've ever heard. That private companies are allowed to make weapons of war for profit. Despite being unemotional as a rule, I cried out loud when I heard this. I still believe that if the UN passed a worldwide law that only governments could own factories making weapons of war, that war would virtually end. History is resplendent with examples of private companies giving millions of dollars worth of weapons to small nations, then grossly overcharging the big nations, to keep what should have been a short war going for years or even decades, so that they could grow fat on the profits of death!
Written on May 17, 2022
Submitted by philip0157 on June 04, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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