Began when we learned
With every two deaths
Three are born
If the dead met violence
It is applauded
As some kind of murder porn
We go to war
To entertain our deviance
We refuse to mourn
For the next war
Is just around the corner
We await the next bomb
Or terrorist strike
For life grows tedious
When the struggle is found
In the daily boredom
Of earning the wages
Of the day
Image from the movie Metropolis
