Another mirrored Poem BG's original (my additions)

Where has Peace Gone? There is no Peace on Earth, he said No milk of human kindness Only those from war are dead And the rest of us are mindless Those who carry flags of peace Are slaughtered where they stand Like those who try to heal a wound Or dare extend a helpful hand It's fashion now to swing the ax To lop off their heads and legs To kick the beggar in the teeth Lest his hunger bids him to beg It's fashion now to write the words Of hate and separation Declare the fool more foolish still Then plan annihilation But hidden eyes watched the fight Worried over what was said If no Peace on earth can be found We all shall soon be dead.

to the Silent Nub (ah, there's the rub!) waving his hands for attention seeking a cynical dimension the dead living on while we are gone patriotic pride in pretension. fly in the face of common sense fill the grinder at no expense there is no mending stop pretending hacked off, those who are too dense. give our mother 40 wacks spoils the party to spare the axe harvest grief, those underneath knot up your baggy slacks! we've become a juvenile nation what good comes from contemplation? we get a thrill from each new kill and court abomination! I can't heed despair what's said or done, don't care we are ground down without a sound and happiest to be there.