NATO Policy Sows Napalm Dreams
flesh continues to burn
fools continue to buy
shares in foreign oil wars
as phosphorous replaces napalm
as NATOs hot missile of choice
for burning up men women children
civilian collateral damage
totally their fault for living in
lovely prime oil sand lands
when NATO war extends
united nations no fly zones
into their houses buildings
a dozen civilians
killed for a single
dug in soldier is
good math to advance
sortie sporty attack keep
oiled war on schedule
got to get those oil fields
pumping secure black gold
at resource ripe any cost
in deleted former Arab ally land
while covert beast born in the east
masturbates over shame ill gotten
disgrace noble peace prize illicit
as fake as infamous birth certificate
black ops sending in crack illicit
troops puppet string starting
controlling new wars while sly
ordering high tech SS style
cattle wagons from China prepared
for future solution to protesters
after spawn satan seed is reelected
to office spun solutions all sold
in name of policy homeland
security enemies master created
according to new master plan
lightening is falling from the sky
Hitler's successor preordained
is already planning global world conquest
Inspired by the poem ‘Napalm Dreams’ by Eric Cockrell.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Fashion Wars Re-Marketed
flesh continues to burn
fools continue to buy
shares in foreign oil wars
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Napalm A Moral Burning Agony: Napalm Use In War
fly by death from sky predators
from biplanes to bombers jets;
rockets atomic to smart bombs drones
soon to be controlled by hand phones;
a new fashion emerged during Vietnam war conflicts
fly by death from sky indiscriminately slinging bullets;
at innocent farmhands soon to be bad rebel insurgents
understandably collateral damage boasted recruitments;
hearts and minds lost pissed-off rebel native survivors
shot at from canopy safety of bullet-resistant cockpits;
rocket-throwing demon whirlybirds that blew up homes
while zooming in upon tick prey flesh and blood targets;
napalm lit up the landscape carpet bombing killed cockroaches
with undesirable communist ideology fast cured tendencies;
pleased with research backroom boys at Dow; US army sources
original napalm wasn't so hot it was scraped off by quick gooks;
burning in agony trying to preserve their lives in their lands
just adding polystyrene made napalm sticks like s-hit to blankets;
but if salvation water was saving grace close by; in target areas
jumping under water stopped napalm burning for lucky gooks;
blessed to live on with hell fire flesh eaten serious burns
blackened roasted bombed again among friendship corpses;
white phosphorus was added to inhumane napalm recipes
evolution perfection makes napalm B burn better relentless;
just one dropp is enough discovered our research Dow boys
it keeps right on burning through flesh right down to bones;
phosphorus poisoning will kill any chance gook survivors
original napalm usually burned for hell only 15 to 30 seconds;
napalm B enhanced test boasting can burn for up to 10 minutes
chemists at Harvard University first develop synthetic napalms;
to burn Germans Japanese during 1942 for U.S. Armed Forces
Dow Chemical Company proudly surpassed Harvard efforts;
manufactured napalm B from 1965 to 1969 for US armed forces
news reports leaked describing napalm B's deadly disfiguring effects;
were published poor Dow Chemical experienced customer boycotts
of all products its recruiters chemical engineers produced leapers;
International law evolved prohibits use of napalm incendiaries
not against military targets but against civilian populations;
United Nations Convention on Certain Conventional Weapons
CCW in 1980 banned use against innocent civilian populations;
Protocol III of the CCW restricts use of all incendiary weapons
many states have not acceded to all restrictive CCW protocols;
who signed CCW but did not sign protocol III the United States?
Do unto others as you would have others do unto you consciences?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Burning Hell
Women got legs, men got pants
I got the picnic, you got the ants,
Put it in the fire heaven knows
Take my torch and touch your toes in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
You can burn in hell
Its a burning hell
Women dont fret, boys dont bet
Let me see your silhouette in hell
Women above me take my love
Love, love, love, love, love, love, love
Its a burning hell
Its a burning hell
Baby, baby, baby, Im hell
Its a burning hell
Girl stop moving, boy behave
Baby, Ill put you in an early grave in hell
Love on the ceiling, love on the floor
Im gonna leave you burning for more
Burn in the country, burn downtown
All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell
Its a burning hell
Youll burn in hell
Its a big, burning, giant, colossal matter
Hell
Oh baby, Im hell
Burn, burn, burn!
song performed by by REM
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I am Crying Now
I am crying now,
For the children in the world,
Whose stomachs cry for food
In time of peace or war...
I am crying now,
For all the unborn
Who their destiny
They have no choice...
And therefore, a single voice...
I am crying now,
For all the women
Who systematically have been abused,
Instead of being loved
And with tenderness be seduced...
I am crying now,
For all the youth
Whose lives have been wasted
Due to bad companies,
Drug or alcohol...
Or change of lives...
I am crying now,
For all the mothers in the world
Who have lost their children
In an unfair foreign wars,
Found lost and in despair...
Facing a damage that can't be repaired...
I am crying now,
For all those who fell in love
And now brokenhearted,
Can't even find consolation
When they feel confused and lost...
I am crying now,
Because of those greeted ones
Who are polluting our planet
Without regard for our lives,
Destroying slowly our existence...
I am crying now,
And I will keep crying
Until I run out tears,
Feeling free to speak my mind,
Without any fears,
For the sake of humanity...
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Self-Immolation Petrol Sprinkle Sacrificial Meals
burning with self fire now need to get sacrifices done
for people carpet bombed napalm burned nowhere to run
self-immolation petrol sprinkle with sacrificial meals
people targeted with no knight champion to rescue lives
when day night rain fire comes flesh burns never survives
we bronze monks setting self on fire peace protester screams
killing sacrificial victims is an old tradition modern bombs
burning with napalm fire ashes in wind were once eyes thumbs
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Children Of The Damned
(harris)
Hes walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of the damned
(repeat another 3 times)
Hes walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would have crucified us all
Now hes standing on the last step
He thought oblivion well it beckons us all
Children of the damned
(repeat another 3 times)
Now it burns his hand hes turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
Hes dust on the ground what did we learn
Youre children of the damned
Your backs against the wall
You turn into the light
Youre burning in the night
Youre children of the damned
Like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light
Youll burn again tonight
Youre children of the damned
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Devil Music
They called him 'master'...
When he came.
To take them from the comfort of their homes.
Stripped of treasures,
And their names.
With nothing they could say,
And silent broken hope!
Forced to worship,
Strange deities.
And folks who treated them
Like they were beasts.
Some tried to flee,
The increasing heat.
But many found themselves soon in defeat.
The blazing burned their feet.
And the ones who ran were chased like enemies.
This fire...
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
Desired this fire.
To burn, burn, burn
Out of control!
Morning, noon and night
They'd call him devil.
And sang the music to him that he loved.
They would dance.
And together clap their hands.
This devil music kept them in a hold!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Yes this fire,
It kept on burning!
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
I said the fire...
It still keeps burning!
And it's blazing in a rage,
That's out of control!
The spreading flame...
Became higher.
So high it fixed in young minds,
Sold by the old!
Yes,
The fire...
It kept on burning.
Burning, burning, burning...
Out of control.
The 'master'...
He kept the fire.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burning
Out of control.
Burning, burning, burrrrrnin...
Out of contrrroooool.
'ssssyesssss...
Children! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Drones And Riots
Just a Thought (drones and riots)
In Waziristan, a tiny Pakistani town, a drone hit its target.
The collateral damage... several children killed.
This incident happened about the same time as riot struck
London after an armed loser was shot by the police.
A few building were torched and many shops were looted
and trivial items like trainers and TV were stolen.
In Waziristan the drone was dropped by murderous fools
the riot in London was done by the hopelessly inadequate.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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When Women Will Rule The World
When women will rule the World sadly i won't be around
My bones will be resting forever in some quiet dead person's ground
But what a World 'twill be to live in the flower of peace will bloom again
And for as long as women do rule the World peace in the World will remain,
For as long as men rule the World terror and warring will live on
They have not learned from the mistakes of past male leaders with men as leaders all hope of peace gone
When women will rule the World the World will be a better place to live in
Mothers will not have to weep for their dead children there will not be wars for to win,
Women give birth to the soldiers mothers do not want their children to die
A dead hero is better than a living coward that is if you believe a lie,
Women do not want their children fighting in wars far away
There would be less wars in the World if women had a greater say
And when women will rule the World war will be a thing of the past
The flower of peace will be blooming and beautiful peace it will last.
poem by Francis Duggan
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American Petroleum
phosphorus, napalm
'let's burn 'em alive'
anyway, history's written
by those wha survive
melting her flesh
in agony, screams
as the neon lights flash
'American Petroleum'
poem by John Mcleish
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Burnin' For You
Home in the valley
Home in the city
Home isn't pretty
Ain't no home for me
Home in the darkness
Home on the highway
Home isn't my way
Home will never be
Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due
And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
Time is the essence
Time is the season
Time ain't no reason
Got no time to slow
Time everlasting
Time to play besides
Time ain't on my side
Time I'll never know
Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I'm not the one to tell you what's wrong or what's right
I've seen signs of what (freezing their eyes) went through
Well I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you
Burn out the day
Burn out the night
I can't see no reason to put up a fight
I'm living for giving the devil his due
And I'm burning, I'm burning, I'm burning for you (repeat)
song performed by by Iced Earth
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The Very Wars They Inflict Upon Us
history remembers names
sculpted on white marbles
of soldiers who died
in their own valor
the very wars they inflict upon
us perhaps history too must not forget
the civilian, the innocent children, the crying women,
the mosques, and churches in ashes, the playgrounds missing,
the markets all blown up,
the trails erased one day, the forest flaming, the art museums gone
they planted the mines
and those who may have not forgotten
still clearly remember
on some days while they sleep on bed
some explosions still come alive
the dead still keep on dying
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Women By Far Are Fools
A woman never tires for love
She can feel the instant neglect
You can't hide feeling from her
She will know as she suspects
Women By Far Are Fools
You think you have some plan
And you play it all so well
She will see right through you
Yes a woman can always tell
Women By Far Are Fools
Her eyes watch you carefully
As she senses with her heart
A untrue heart hasn't a chance
She picks that up from the start
Women By Far Are Fools
You think you can play her
There you better think again
She will always figure you out
Yes that you can always depend
Women By Far Are Fools
poem by Suelynn Walters
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I Will Beat My Swords Into Plough Shears
I will learn the art of war no more
I will beat my swords into plough shears
I will not prove the lie might is right
I will not sing freedom songs enslaving others
I will not dropp collateral damage bombs on mothers brothers
I will not follow false prophets as invaders hunters
God has commanded thy shalt not kill his children have heard
God has spoken vengeance is mine sayith the Lord
God has said they who live by the sword will die by the sword
God has said “Blessed are the peacemakers:
for they shall be called the children of God.”
poem by Terence George Craddock
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For those who have made the ultimate sacrifice, we are grateful that such men and women were among us. For those who continue to serve, we honor their commitment. For those who return to civilian life, we honor their service.
quote by Steve Buyer
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A Babe's Requiem
Wars are fought by babes with a gun,
fought by them but never won.
Taught to think that war is just,
to preserve freedom is a must.
So off they march to foreign lands
and soon they're mired with bloody hands,
praying that what they're doing is right,
shooting and killing both day and night.
While back at home we continue to buy
and let the flags continue to fly.
Reading the news, watching the scenes
not understanding, it only demeans
What human life is all about.
Why babes were born and how they've turned out.
Pointing the finger at imaginary foes,
forgetting to point at the white shirts of those
who plan these wars way in advance.
How do our babes even stand a chance?
They play with guns from the age of three.
Can't their parents wake up and see?
In foreign lands the parents do weep
watching in horror as their babes go to sleep,
never to awaken and breathe in again
the air in Iraq or Afghanistan.
How is it the babes of those in power
are not involved? In fact they do cower,
hiding behind the white shirts that lead,
never having to fear they might bleed.
Wars are not games that big people play.
The guns are given to the babes everyday.
No lullabies will be sung for them.
The song for these babes is a requiem.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Napalm Star
You're the Napalm Star
Climbing ladders
Hopping across platforms
Running the many distances
Hang on to the rail
Hang on to the side
Blast away evil
We're waiting for you to weather the storm, Napalm Star
Myself as well as many others
The mavericks know who you are
The mavericks would love to make you a part of the stars
We're counting on you
Napalm Star
You're a good one
Napalm Star
poem by Justin Gildow
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All that happens is that the destruction of human beings - unless they're Americans - is called collateral damage.
quote by Harold Pinter
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The children of tomorrow
The children of tomorrow
They are looking on for peace and hope
They keep fixing the damage and the wars we had made.
The children of tomorrow
They are prying to god for all of the good things
They want this mess that we cause to be fixed
The children of tomorrow
They are on the floor bring knowing that they no hope
They had lost the fight to get this problem that we had made.
The children of tomorrow
They are gone carry on for us
That is why we should think do we want this for them
The children of tomorrow
poem by Kelly Berry
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Burning Of The Midnight Lamp
Burning of the midnight lamp
The morning is dead
And the day is too
There's nothing left here to greet me
But the velevet moon
All my loneliness
I have felt today
It's a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
And i continue
To burn the midnight lamp
Alone
Now the smiling portrait of you
Is stll hangin' on my frowning wall
It really doesn't really doesn't bother me too much at all
It's just the, uh, ever falling dust
That makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten ear-ring laying on the floor
Facing coldly toward the door
And i continue
To burn the midnight lamp
All alone
Burn
Lonely lonely, yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here i sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the sam old explosion
Goin' through my mind
And soon enough time will tell
About the circus and the wishingwell
And someone who will buy and sell for me
Someone who will toll my bell
And i continue to burn the midnight lamp
Alone
Darlin' do you here me callin' you
So lonely
Lonely!
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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