THE NEW WORLD ORDER

All the world's 'great' forces

Are up against Man,

To destroy innocent people,

In all the ways they can.

The big ones create 'heroes';

And let them on the loose,

When the 'heroes' defy the big ones,

They join to tighten the noose.

The rule of might prevails,

The meek are forced to obey,

Those who dare to differ,

Are removed out of the way.

Might is the New World Order,

As always the monarchs are out,

To create chaos, disorder,

And stifle the cries that shout.

The cries that demand justice,

The sighs that seek their rights,

Are heard by few, like me,

And one day -- We shall conquer.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is one my latest and is a reaction to the aimless bombing of Afghanistan by Western forces who were called there to establish peace between the warring factions.

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