There’s a War on, You Know
There are armies all around
and they are searching
for you.
They wish to kill you
and your family,
after first raping your wife,
your children.
Everyone will be tortured, of course.
They will slaughter your pets for food,
burn your books,
shit on great works of art.
They don’t give a fuck.
There are soldiers in the shadows
and in plain sight.
Each one has it in for you, personally,
though you could be anyone.
They want your mind,
if they can get it.
Obedience and true belief
can buy you time.
You might get used to it
and fall in love with the terror.
Feel free to do nothing, of course.
That is your right.
Feel free to watch television
and cook hamburgers in your yard.
The armies are often slow
and might not even get to you
before cancer or heart attack.
Grab a beer or master a weapon.
It’s up to you.
Talk it over with your loved ones.
Make the bargains your soul can bear.