Older post, revisited

A Christmas song for the Sheeple..... (First Published Dec 2009)

Did you see the news today
Did you hear the anchor say
Your hero soldiers, in retaliation
Obliterated some foreign nation

They nullified the “terror threat”
(Adding billions to your national debt)
“With pictures some will find disturbing...”
But many, strangely, reassuring

The limbless child, the blasted village
The shattered lives, the rape and pillage
From the comfort of your TV chair
You guiltless sit and mutely stare

You thank your god for the brave marine
Who harvests blood for the war machine
And the President, who with his lies
Will soothe your guilt and sanitise

What makes you think it's not your business
This vile atrocity, this evil sickness?
Dumbed right down and desensitised
You swallow the lie as advertised

You turn from the horror to bland distraction
Wallow in your lethargy and inaction
Drink your booze or pop your pill
Do anything that saps your will

No way can you accept the guilt
For the shattered bodies, the blood that’s spilt
For the missile that's your Christmas present
To a Yemeni or Afghani peasant

(It's always nice, at Christmas time,
To launch a rocket, to lay a mine
The tax they’re taking when you shop
Pays for all the bombs you drop)

Why do you think that you don't care?
That you can sit and, unfeeling, stare
At a baby’s body, shattered, dead.
What have you let inside your head?
How can you think it's right to slaughter
Someone's brother, someone's daughter
You think it just, for 9/11,
To send a million souls to heaven?

How is it that a great democracy
Can swallow such foul hypocrisy
And you, in your bloody complicity
Forget you are part of humanity?