Injustice War

War collusion of weaponed souls
Groveling minds reflecting
Foreshadowed images under the blazing dawn
Harvesting the labor of lives taken through stereotypical manipulation.
The fire of death is birthed between different objectives.

A personal vendetta is a dehumanizing projectory.
Unheard stories remain folded under turning graves.
While freedom is law being put for favored measures.

Discriminating perspectives
Overwhelming the logical defences.

It's the injustice war of power and control to eliminate the light the end of tunnel has claimed.
Transparent messages not intertwining with the referred principles.

Being taught self-hate
Being shown self-love is for the illusionist.
Over-bearing the internal pain,
The merely systemed crimes committed inside the unseen mind, is a tormenting imagery.

Victim among victim's, but also a tyrant among dead king's.
The dark summons after the clouded sun.
Grieve finds it's path back to the griever.
Tears start to ocean the faith.
Life then becomes a meaningless word dotted above the obituary.

Injustice war still reigns supreme but every counted soldier becomes lost within the forward counting caskets.
The present moment is the only elephant in the room.
The future is nolonger told among stars in the sky but scripted rapidly from those that have fallen.

Ones life becomes the absence of capital distribution
Nature takes its course to flee corpse's with stole dignity to a place of eternal slumber.
The hunger of peace has unforseen casualties
Preparing a choir from God.
Sympathy then becomes mortal
Love then becomes a vaccine available depending on your status.