People – No longer are you wrapped in clover,
The military wing has taken over.
The orders come from dizzy heights,
So forget app talk of human rights.
Stand up the generals, take the floor,
To say we wage a bloody war.
This shall ride our little storm,
Stick the mass in Uniform,
Many dead and many more
Coerced to fight a pointless war
To defend their leader with great obsession,
And ignore all talk of home oppression.
The propaganda is on the screen,
Telling folk of the battle scene.
Shortage now of food and water,
Encourage them all, despite the slaughter.
Back at home there’s dreadful fear,
That dissidents will disappear.
Suppose he is killed by his party trailer
Beware, he’s not replaced by a new dictator.