Disrespecting ancient cultures
Like domineering, know-nothing vultures
Seizing control of broken dreams
Further poisoning depleted streams

Invading their homes in the middle of the night
Just to cage them in spaces that are far too tight
Denying loud cries to honour their basic needs
Reopening an old wound so hard it still bleeds

They round them all up like profitable cattle
Hoping just one will break down enough to tattle
But they have no valuable information to share
This mass denigration remains their cross to bear

Cruel enforcers of criminal plans
No one can satiate their bloodthirsty demands
Celebrating humiliation at their expense
Abandoning all hope of preserving common sense

Out come the cameras to capture their despair
Permanent evidence of a situation so unfair
Desecrating the murdered for a cheap thrill
Hearing them applauded by the fools on the hill

Patrolling the suburbs in every sector
They’re as warmly welcomed as Hannibal Lecter
Continuing the madness with no end in sight
Forever cloaked in darkness, there is no light

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Thursday, January 19, 2012
3:42 p.m.

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