A War For More

A war for more,
To anticipate will escalate.
In times when conscious decisions made,
That proves the use of weapons produced.
Takes this to do,
Could with it done...
Stop abuse of humanity.
Unwelcomed.
But this movement taken,
Has no promise to come.

These are the days,
To witness peace to wish wanted...
Is no longer a way to achieve it.
Or believe can be received.
When sophisticated technology,
Is in the hands of many.
Determined to remove,
Threats to make and them to believe...
Who can choose to leave without a doubt,
Words to prove,
Heard to hear...
Coming out of their mouths.
Are not just words.
To debate and await.
A destruction of humanity.
Inside and out.
Of those comfort zones to defend.
Unknown weapons to have and use them,
Will come to be done.
Observed to witness no end to come.
By the ones who wish to get,
Heroic parades to celebrate victories.
With none to see or feel to believe,
War to create for more to do.
Has never stopped weapons to use.
For peace to achieve successfully.
Is just as much a fiction to delude,
A truth to excuse...
Is a myth to continue a charading,
A peace wished to want it lived...
Requires being subjected,
To live told to tell.
And deception to prepare for more to hear.
As a way of life.
Without peace nowhere near to find,
Proof of it...
Politically or religiously existing!
To accept as is to be respected.
These are not those days,
Or any other to have ever been!
In materialistic societies.
Capitalistic.
Declaring to be democractic.
And progressive with advanced,
Accepting mentalities of ethnic diversities!

'Humbug to be these myths!'

Say the family of Scrooges.
Gone to no longer hear,
To await them heard.
Over those Christmas Holidays of the past!