When the talking is done
When the shit hits the fan
When the lights all go out.
The strategy is to make us see our
brothers as enemies,
which frees the blame from the ones
who start wars in my name.
We collude with them by buying their lies
by learning to despise,
by seeing our brothers through the
And when the lights do go out and
the shit hits the fan and the talking is
whose son will you kill?
or will you even care?
© 2015, John Smallshaw.