War

<br>[invocation] Tell of the birth<br>Tell how war appeared on earth<br>Thunder and herbs<br>Conjugated sacred Verbs<br>Musicians with gongs<br>Fertilised an egg with song<br>Asleep in the sphere<br>her foetus was a Knot of fear<br>She butted with her horn<br>Split an egg and war was Born<br>A miracle of hate<br>She banged her spoon against her plate<br>Upon her spoon this motto<br>wonderfully designed:<br>"Violence completes the partial mind<br>Stacking the bones<br>on the empty aerodrome<br>Tinted turtle green<br>She haunts the slender submarine<br>She shakes her gory locks<br>over the deserted docks<br>Come follow me<br>Out of dark obscurity<br>Follow my torch<br>Pilgrims at the double march<br>Through meadows & seas<br>Abattoirs and Libraries<br>The pilgrims increase<br>Boasting they are led by peace<br>They gut huts with gusto<br>Pillage villages with verve<br>War does what she has to<br>People get what they deserve.