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'''Cacophony of fallacies''' | '''Cacophony of fallacies''' | ||
As I hemorrhage, into Ukrainian snow | As I hemorrhage, into Ukrainian snow | ||
this I wonder, maybe, I know | this I wonder, maybe, I know | ||
who ''benefits'' from gurgling death | who ''benefits'' from gurgling death | ||
my last, agonizing, farewell breath? | my last, agonizing, farewell breath? | ||
Who ''mourns'' the passing of casual fodder | Who ''mourns'' the passing of casual fodder | ||
every day, it seems even odder | every day, it seems even odder | ||
that anybody spares a ton of thought | that anybody spares a ton of thought | ||
for another fool, who just got caught? | for another fool, who just got caught? | ||
Those who happily call the shots | Those who happily call the shots | ||
rocket hail, in salvos, lots | rocket hail, in salvos, lots | ||
in Wall Street, Paris, and many haunts | in Wall Street, Paris, and many haunts | ||
won't interrupt, their pleasant jaunts. | won't interrupt, their pleasant jaunts. | ||
Zelensky got such wild applause | Zelensky got such wild applause | ||
for his sacred, 'Patriot cause' | for his sacred, 'Patriot cause' | ||
who, I ask, will clap and cheer | who, I ask, will clap and cheer | ||
for the poor bastard, bleeding here? | for the poor bastard, bleeding here? | ||
Around me, sounds of battle still | Around me, sounds of battle still | ||
a bizarre, amusing, overkill | a bizarre, amusing, overkill | ||
my guts are spread across my knees | my guts are spread across my knees | ||
the snow stained red, burst arteries. | the snow stained red, burst arteries. | ||
I wait to see Death Angel's face | I wait to see Death Angel's face | ||
take me, to another place | take me, to another place | ||
take me to, where Wisdom sees | take me to, where Wisdom sees | ||
this cacophony of fallacies. | this cacophony of fallacies. | ||
Revision as of 11:05, 29 December 2022
Cacophony of fallacies
As I hemorrhage, into Ukrainian snow
this I wonder, maybe, I know
who benefits from gurgling death
my last, agonizing, farewell breath?
Who mourns the passing of casual fodder
every day, it seems even odder
that anybody spares a ton of thought
for another fool, who just got caught?
Those who happily call the shots
rocket hail, in salvos, lots
in Wall Street, Paris, and many haunts
won't interrupt, their pleasant jaunts.
Zelensky got such wild applause
for his sacred, 'Patriot cause'
who, I ask, will clap and cheer
for the poor bastard, bleeding here?
Around me, sounds of battle still
a bizarre, amusing, overkill
my guts are spread across my knees
the snow stained red, burst arteries.
I wait to see Death Angel's face
take me, to another place
take me to, where Wisdom sees
this cacophony of fallacies.
F.M. 🚁