"I've just had a great idea for this Armageddon thing"
shouted War, excitement burning in his eye holes
"Now get this,
we give them bombs,
big fucking bombs,
the sort that would melt bronze.
Then we give the other tribe the same bombs.
Getting them to stockpile these beasts high,
make it look like the other side is firing
then boom, watch as they let them fly."
"Erm War mate,
have you missed the last 70 years?
They already have those
bombs up to their ears,
we didn't have to lift a finger.
They have weapons
that would make even you whimper"
Famine mumbled
through mouthfuls of McDonald’s
"Okay how about we give guns
to most of the population.
Make them available
when opening bank accounts,
in supermarkets,
and pretty much all other outlets.
Then seed division and distrust,
feed a mental health crisis,
flood the streets with drugs
then blame them.
Watch as the country turns to dust?"
"Seriously? War where have you been
look at this thing called the internet.
These people are vets,
they are way ahead of you.
Anything you can think up
they already do.
Oh, but beware
you haven’t met the trolls yet"
"I'm starting to feel unwell,
a little uneasy,
there is something in the air
its makiung me queasy"
Conquest butted in.
"Sorry, that's just me"
Said Pestilence with a grin.
"I'm brewing a virus
that will lock them in,
It will make them cough
lots and lots.
Then I'll take away their sense of taste,
decency will then vanish post haste"
"Not you as well,
do none of you consume the news?
Where were you all cocooned?
Were you on a desert island marooned?
Or did you take a short hop to the moon?"
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