The President Negotiates a Peace Deal

I’ll end this war in just one day
I’ll win the Nobel Prize
And watch the bleeding millions pray
To gods who they despise

Beneath the bombs on peace’s eve
I’ll mediate the death
Devil, you take all the souls
God, don’t waste your breath

You never wanted man to love
His neighbor as himself
The Lamb of God, the tender dove
Are tchotchkes for the shelf

We both know how you keep the score
And how I place my bets
I know just what you have in store
I never have regrets

You’ve vested power in my gut
To know that I am right
To grab the knife, to make the cut
To win without a fight

To tell the brave that they should quit
And leave behind the lame
The weak should know that life is shit
Freedom is a sucker’s game

Abandon hope, who enter here
Work will make you free
The world was built for might and fear
The world was built for me.

– Greg Blake Miller