Suits sell drugs
Above that old saying:
"In God we trust."
Aids in conquest pressure Nations
And ripe labor steps in for the kill.
Blood epidemics packaged into fiction
The word on the streets:
Chains tear and foreign heads acquit.
Police master and thought is collected.
Earth is shot,
But risk is their toxin,
Drinking what the land has bled.
Investigation calls for state's confidence,
"Your prices build unnatural elements."
A senseless lifetime of bullet words.
Family breaks away in decapitation
And up-scales the blast.