The orders passed, as news breaks out

Officials have declared:

"The diplomatic strain was not resolved

And once again the peace talks failed."



As head of state puts pen to paper,

A clearance to attack a new frontier,

The nation marvels

As the war machine kicks into gear.



Mobilization of grim assets,

The power of fire and steel

Escorted by an entourage of experts,

Their one objective is to kill.



Ear piercing harmonies of grating metal,

The deployment has begun -

Commencement of offensive operations.

The enemies shall topple one by one.



Truth in the hands

Of the righteous authorities.

The rise of the just.



All targets locked and ready,

Opponent lurks in unfamiliar terrain.

The triggers click and set off the inferno

Of yet another bloody, merciless campaign.



The earth accepts discarded matter -

The ash, the blood, the sweat.

The fragments of the fallen stay behind

Awaiting their days of lament.



No price is too unreasonable

When honour is at stake.

Blood weighs as much as water

To those who don't grieve at the wake.



The war machine advances

As the money fuels the hungry fire.

The power in the hands of those

Who clench the power to conspire.



Blood on the hands of corrupt authorities.

The demise of the truth.



Miscreant...

Miscreant at the helm.



The truth will always find a place to hide

In the cracks of deceptive formalities,

While reliable sources rely on rewards

In exchange for distorted realities.