The State Of The Onion Poem by Louie Levy

Tear jerked and peeled for preparation
The obvious effect addresses to be one of
pure culinary emulation.

Paging news sales for sopping gullible eyes,
beholden of surprise and head line, shaking
Journalized to conceive for disaster and murder,
denial' d empathy confront their readers

Applaud the decorated coffin' d martyrs
Youth regimented marchers, star spangled hero 'd corpses
Medal tributes failing to appease impoverishes families

Ignorance prevails where military often map
asinine directions that conquer for political ideals
Leaders masquerade, empower and command
the armed vigilantly mob with visions of peace and death.

War makes fallible sense, as common sense, convinced
Motives debate with prejudicial teaching
Maestro clones, planted among the breed of wild,
seed brewing invulnerable camaraderie of weed spores.

And; so the state, reaches for the proverbial onion,
peels, cuts through cores of patriotic shelling
Page print papered blots the fumed blind eye
Enemy, O enemy, where sought are thee, hell-bent sent
Are not your families left at home with but likened
flags soiled with remnants of splattered body parts?

Missions that return gruesome retaliation, such, the
epitome of hypocrisy and inhuman, sacrificial wasting.
Such, seed all the Onion armies, unionized in a field that roots
of stanching corpses and hearts that hitherto beat joys of
love and tears for peace.

Where, how do we end it, for endings lack
within recurring circles
Historically, repeatedly,
mercilessly un repealed
The core of its savory weeping, becoming the
inevitable effect for all inhuman tiding.

War, the political defeat for
Armageddon victories.

Louie Levy
05.08.2005