Goose-stepping Globalism
(in the Shakespearian Sonnet style)
Our “diplomats” propose to speak of speaking;
or plan, they also say, to talk of talking.
Yet what they call a “whisper” sounds like shrieking;
and “running” looks more like a dead man walking.
Much like medieval knights we go crusading;
announcing Holy motives for our stealing.
With violence we set about persuading
our victims to pay us for lethal “healing.”
The Nobel Peace Prize now rewards the killing
and theft our presidents (or “leaders”) order
their minions (“Coalitions of the Willing”)
to perpetrate for Bankers Without Border.
The Holy Land -- now Wholly Owned or Rented --
cares not the least for those not represented.
Michael Murry, "The Misfortune Teller," Copyright © 2025