Look About

As countries war for what is here,

the belief will out the chill of fear.

Ignorance to think,

 that these things will not happen well,

as the World today,

 is colding life for thrill.

It seems to be a way.

The confidence to push aside,

is simply fact we do reside,

in a place where all is tracked,

by whom the questioned lingers.

The air is flown with more than drones,

intimidation often bones,

to fright the site is clear.

Once that bullets flying,

the guns already hear.

Even now our County loud,

spouts about these needs,

albeit on the News to feed,

it's Christians whom push to deeds.

Whether casting primordial reads,

or stating it in open bleeds,

the coming Age of everything,

has brought a truthing ring.

To gorge yourself in desperate delve,

importance still belongs,

to whom will be the better lead,

to piece the coming rage.

Even that will equal spat,

'cause gain is loss the former clap,

but proof of such needs life itself,

and who knows whom is where.

Today the venture is the trap,

should going visit other states,

be eminent to map.

To forget the Ones in land,

the Natives to our turf,

as Custard did wipe away,

the War is still the Pay.

More or Less the Values test,

and Arm Dealers still will build.

The real weapon of the frill,

is knowing and not pushing thrilled.