'We made a Desert'

We made a desert and called it peace,

We weaved the lies

Into the blanket of democracy,

We were the thieves

We stole their lives,

The flags fluttered high

As bombs rained down,

And darkened the skies

We commanded the heart and souls,

To swear loyalty, and then

We killed their children,

Again and again

Far away places,far away lands,

Little people with no escape

The mercenaries who plunder,

And we who forsake

The victims of greed ,

And naked aggression

The land of the living dead,

It's us, it's us, not them

©Mary Cecil