The moment that it’s gone, you wonder was it there

It was.
It was.
It was.
It’s there.

The banality of evil
behoves the champions of war
to beset the world with guilty names;
Passive propaganda is the language of dominance:
What is ostensible magnanimity?
The bane of every victor
resides in the spoils that are earned
And what that is camouflages in the smoke
But it’s always there in the thick of your confusion––
Piercing your soul with a septarian stare.

#poetry #art #neocolonialism



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