Wrong War - On the Rehabilitation of Monsters

No account of pain
Just forward eyes

That saw
The crimes of the age
And all the resulting rage
The future will conquer
And reconstruct this monster

They're gone
Immortalized
In the criminal's painting of a mother and her immigrant child

Cast as wise or sage
And committed to the page
A collective altar
To reconstruct this monster

They're gone
Immortalized
In the criminal's painting of a mother and her child

And how they'll howl of legacy
A doctored resume to maintain their supremacy

On the rehabilitation of monsters

Written by:
Matthias Weeks

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