You, The Warmonger Poem by SANJAY KUMAR SINGH

You the warmonger,
Even the devil turns his head aside,
And steadfastly refuses to ascribe
To the horrors you prescribe.

You the warmonger,
Preying on the beguiled,
Sparing no trick
to stumble the weak mind;
Not stopping at abusing
Even the name of the divine.

You the warmonger,
How we let you prosper,
And poison our mind.

Heed and hark but,
That the destiny of humankind,
Shall finish forever your kind,
For the blood of the innocent,
washes even the blind.