Globalisation.

Globalisation.

Rolling in dirt.

Playing footsie

Under the table.

The left hand,

Never knowing

What the right hand is doing.

Trouble brewing,

As money makers,

Movers, shakers

Keep the world turning.

Without ever learning

From history.

It is no mystery,

Lessons learned

From the past,

Can solve most

Problems fast.

And might mean

An end to blood and pain,

But it would also

Damage short term

Profit and gain

There is money in war

But is it worth fighting for.

And whilst parents cry,

Watch their children die,

The ivory towers,

And global powers

Grow higher,

With every eager buyer,

And their shadows

Darken the sky.