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Imperialism’s New Beginning
The quest for massive oil resources is upon us Ushering in an unknowable episode of unwise battles
Great Mesopotamia is under siege Its progress must be within tight limit
The surge forward is the entitlement of the few Rome is thundering in mighty roars
The children of Iraq are aching in the sordid tale Deprived of sufficient medicine and food
And the learned classes have fled their homes To survive and work for the others’ world
The zones of the north and south are quarantined Through no-fly zones in a bitter conflict
Imperialism’s men’s appetites are on a high The age of colonialism is again to begin
The burden to civilize a weaker world And reap the windfalls of power’s triumphs
All of Zion’s adversaries must be checked And an inequitable world order safeguarded
The oppressed can but pursue suitable tracks Learning to heed the lessons of awesome war
But will the mighty listen to reason’s voice That justice will accomplish the peace of Rome?
Or will conscience’s dictates be inexorably ignored As war’s clouds hover over culture’s great cradle?
And yet we do not harbor the odium of hatred But pray that peace can still be humanity’s finest hour
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