We Always Need Another War

We absolutely need a war to divert our innate urge to violence away from bosses, friends and family

Conflict is good for our economy what with all the fulltime soldiering work and WMD-manufacturing

We can co-opt our best scientific minds into inventing brilliant new methods of hideous destruction

Humanity’s aggression against all things just happens naturally - Look: It always has and it always will

Each new litter needs to prove itself as men, and just where and why is actually quite immaterial

And never forget that we got The One True God at our backs, goading us on to righteous slaughter

The flame of vengeance, revenge and retaliation is easily maintained across many generations

Just like those felines we so admire, we are genetically programmed to kill it, if it moves

We don’t even have to glorify bloodshed with hymn and anthem, for our violence has a life of its own

It’s a proven scientific fact that there’s just no point wasting money researching ways to control it

Thus, freedom-loving leaders of the world will always sacrifice other’s children for their own vanity

Luckily, mankind has few other real issues and otherwise things are going so very well for us…LOL!

There’s always been at least one treacherous, lying, child-eating out-group for each tribe or nation

Buddy, aint no shame to preemptively-defensive wars of liberation, what with god on our side

We’ll cluck over sad collateral damage as we gape in ignorant wonder at his mysterious ways

Meanwhile great leaders maintain our focus on awful boogeymen so we can ignore our real problems

Damn, we need a war, it’s been at least what, ten years or so and domestic violence is increasing

TV genocides and internecine slaughters way far away caint really satisfy our needs here at home

We require calls to patriotic sacrifice and caskets coming back to small towns in censored honor

Our kids look for that next group of brain-damaged, PTSD-suffering, drugged amputees to salute

Its so deeply satisfying to be trained to better enact the instincts we’ve been bred to for so long

We don’t just want a war, we really need it, just like a man needs a good orgasm every few days

Always looking forward to that mythical Big One, the one that God prophesied shall end them all

Yup, mothers still wail and cry, but even so, they raise up boys who are eager to run off and die

And it’s such rich grist for stirring tributes, great works of literature and violently-uplifting movies

Goddamn, we just need to kill each other off, right along with anything else that lives or grows

It’s the hallmark of our success as the apex of both evolution and god’s will here on this planet

Nonetheless, those directing our sacrifice must spend lots of time convincing us we do not die in vain

What would we do with all this overpriced military hardware anyway: Beat it into plowshares? Right.

Then how would we keep our own young men from slashing our throats and simply taking our riches

So what if when they come back they cant sleep and will never even be able to talk about it?

Plus, we got this cozy arrangement with the phony churches to bless our wars for tax exemptions

I know we need a war when I just want to shoot some mongeyfonga over a mall parking space

We simply have to direct our overpowering, innate blood lust outside our own pack or we will perish

Why struggle with math and science: The killing fields beckon young immortals to bravery and honor

Train them to react with deadly fire and then just tell them to go on home and raise good families

Killing Comes Naturally

It existed strong within me when I was born and they nurtured it well, right from the very start

I liked to shout and strike out and I escaped from all my fears by hiding deep within a blind fury

When the fighting fog was upon me I did not even feel their blows

But early on they broke me with savage beatings - and then they began to train me

I fought my way onto the elementary school playground and took up the violent sports

I learned the visceral joy of bodies smashing into one another, over and over again

I was able to overcome my sprains and bruises so as to not miss the real battles

I trained religiously and came to truly believe that every day was a good day to die

There was no questioning the purity and absolute truth of unrestrained combat

As to its origins and wider social implications, such things are not the concern of warriors

I was born with the potential to violence and it has been carefully fostered ever since

It is a thing that we humans have always cultivated, both culturally and genetically

I was taught exactly when and where my violence was expected and applauded

We spent hours most every day bonding together, honing our full contact skills

Though we were violent and aggressive, since we obeyed, we were encouraged and not jailed

We learned to control our rage to more effectively defeat our opponents

For hours on end I would review a good move or a shameful defeat

Mere citizens who did not ever participate could never hope to understand

Others, exploding without discipline, struggled vainly against the authority we protected

We earned respect and honor in the proud tradition of unquestioned patriotic violence

And, of course, we followed the siren song of the great organized military

They trained us to a new and even higher moral and physical standard

They removed our individuality and taught us to follow orders without thinking

We ignored that they gave us over to the wishes of the cowardly, greasy, fast-talking politicians

They told us our unnecessary losses in their foolish wars could never be in vain, so we fought on

With our guts shot out and legs blown off we still struggled mightily simply to rejoin our units

Bushido, the way of the warrior, was the only way we knew, the only way we ever wished to know

They trained us as team killers and then told us to go home, be good citizens and raise up families