An Axe To Grind

An axe to grind I need

One blip of time for me

One taste of anger quite sublime

To desolate the earthly slime

To dispatch those who commit such crimes

That make us recoil and not recline

To make us want to take up arms

To stop them from creating harm

To cease the endless genocide

A thing from which we cannot hide

The things that boil my blood and pi$$

Why does the world still tolerate this

If nations combine they can end all pain

Yet so many still should hide in shame

For behind that concerned mask they wear

So long as they're rich they do not care

When a traitor can dictate a nations course

You have to question, why we fight in wars

Our ancestors would turn in their graves

!When what they fought for you give away!