The world has become to heavy to carry,
there's nowhere to share a common sanctuary.
It's weight is pulveriseing my BELIEF,
its rubble traps me underneath.
There is nowhere to hide the children,
and their cries for help will not be forgiven.
Above all this rules each oligarch,
snuffing light out and leaving dark.
Their Gold and rare-earth crush the Cheribs
and it's planet Earth where The Devil now lives.
Unfortunately also, the world court can only prosecute one of violator who commits war crimes loses. Winners seem to get away with murder, so to speak. That's the rub.
Ron