Jesus heals the Blind
It’s been said time and again that there are no weapons
Other than the ones that you brought
And they cost a bomb, these precious, precious weapons
Yet in this vast purchase you still came up with nought
These are not such fine gifts you give joyously to lovers
Into hands of children or lavish on your guest
They arrive in terror beneath the cross fire of ‘heroes’ cover
Upon the flaky gilded shoulders of your supermanlyness
There’s a challenge in this classic trade
To win the common heart and minds
To get away with murder and maintain confidence
And the monocle shines optical
Why did Jesus heal the blind?
To be watching 24/7 this bloated proud offense
Tight reigned, these monsters
Media, science & belief
These fucked artists gave birth
To a beast called a Daisy Cutter
Tucked in shadow and determined
Orchestrate this ‘Triumph of the Will’
Praise the peace delivered
By the dandy Bunker Buster
For the growing list
of the innocent and the dead.
It’s a war with many fronts,
one being civic awareness.
The propaganda assists to
“get away with murder
and maintain confidence”.