Cruelty Is Not a Label, By Brian37

Sitting next to
A fork in the river
A gutted building
In the Rising Sun

70 grand
Vaporized
Little Boy kills
Girls and boys

A gated compound
In the conquered land
The Jewish pyre
Serves as a reminder

Then missiles of four
Piloted by Allah's fans
Don't fuck with daddy
He is in command

And Andrew Jackson
Rewarded with portrait
We carry in wallet
Natives slaughtered by his hand

Shackles justified
By dark skin
They are not like us
Not our kin

Obey me said Stalin
Obey the state
Death to those
Who don't obey

A shoe is thrown
At head of state
For murdering civilians
Calling it collateral damage

Horribly mundane
And tragically expected
Our common cruelty
Too much the norm

Is this the best
Our species has
Inventing ways to kill
To become the alpha male

Fuck your labels
And platitudes
Fuck your weapons
And social norms

Death is death
Labels can't avoid
I am human
And so are you