Legendary Sibyl Speak Words Of Mist Fog Prophecy Poem by Terence George Craddock

like time legendary Sibyl I speak words of prophecy
parables of peace declarations of war are sown to see
choices are clear choice is free will I see before thee

spread oil upon water to disperse war waves of descent
oil to calm still turbulent waters wages of war meant sent
oil machines of war or words of orators of peace cement

do Obamaites really hate war pretend peace Iraq saga prolong?
noble prize peace given to pretender to peace lover of war wrong?
do McCainiacs secretly love war profits profits of cruel bomb song?

international politics diplomacy a war of words or deceptions sown?