Needle into the veins

Wasted effort, unnecessary fight,
Who goes to slaughter - no price,
Trampled down to the soles toe,
Quickly shoot - while in a row.

Spewing curses by a beautiful mouth,
Shaking the faith by rotten womb,
Torturing hands - digging the ice,
Picking  land - not paying a price.

Stabbed himself into veins,
Carefully led  on thin ice,
Forgiving those, who play the game,
Another, is for what to blame.


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