war chess
Photo by Gladson Xavier on

The Free Market Frankenstein Monster is at our doorstep
His familiar jingo of war playing in the background with all of its pomp and circumstance
He is asking for more war

Using only the language of aggression he speaks of his credibility

His need for retaliation and of his desires to bring a moral death

On distant shores for the good of humanity

He has cloaked himself in a veneer of self-righteousness

He goes through, once again, all of the tradition

His forced smile contradicts his bloody aims

He speaks of credibility when it is not necessary
He speaks of intelligence that is not trustworthy
He speaks of only his war maneuvers and never a way to peace
He speaks of solutions that have no answers
He speaks of crimes with no need for investigations
He speaks of a democracy without innocence until proven guilty
He speaks of war strategies for humanity that never take into account death for so many innocent civilians
He speaks of the purity and justice of war without mention of the the racket and the war profiteers
He speaks of the need to provide peace in the region but always he is back at our door clamoring for more war

He speaks of these wars, as if somehow, they can provide a final solution to what will assuredly be attacks on our home, violence and fear

Yet increasingly I feel less secure

Again and again, he has appeared at my door
With more needs for credibility
With more claims of new intelligence

With more and newer war maneuvers

Death machines and killing toys

More final solutions
Ever more supposed gifts for humanity
What has been the result that I have seen with mine own eyes

More and more Death


Mayhem to innocents caught up in wars fiery flames

The characters in the bloody cast and the villains ever changing

But the blasted song remains the same

As his war song echoed in the background

A song that is filled with such Cruelty


Inhumanity and suffering

That it can hardly be listened to just endured

As the song played once again, on and on

Wracking my tortured brain

This song that I had approved before
I looked directly into the eyes of the Free Market Frankenstein Monster
With a teardrop quivering from my eyeball
I softly said, “No more do I want your war.”
And I closed the door

Published by The Appeal to Safety LLC

I am the owner of The Appeal To Safety. The Appeal to Safety is a Construction Safety Management/ Safety Consulting business. We provide Site Safety Managers/ Site Safety Coordinators/ Concrete Safety Managers/ Construction Site Fire Safety Managers for prospective NYC Construction companies that are well-versed in NYC Dept. of Buildings, FDNY, CDC, DOT and other relevant government agency codes and regulations/ safety standards. We also can provide EHS Construction Safety Managers for Heavy Civil Construction projects based in New York City and vicinity. We have a vast database of Licensed Safety Managers that we utilize to find Outstanding Safety Manager Candidates for our clients. Please contact for any and all of your Construction Safety needs! Together we will make The Appeal to Safety! Enjoy my original poetry with curated music videos! Have a great day!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: