Fake Plastic Smiles

It's a poem I made while listening to megadeths "Peace sells " about war and the non efforts to end it

Let us kiss and make up
Brothers in peace
Let us make the wars stop
Fonder we'll grow in blissful ease

Let us dig the knives deeper
The sword more to the quick
As we laugh in guilt and false chipper
And inwardly glory in our sadism so sick

Let us shake hands
Brothers in oneness
As we dissolve the war parties and bands
And give hope in admirable rightness

Let us make our bullets faster
And our bombs a tad more deadly
Helping the war rooms grow fatter
As our men lay waste to all and sundry

We are the ultimate good
Yet we know we are mad
For war is our blesses food
A sustenance to forever be had