(War crimes will be prosecuted)
(War criminals will be punished)
(And it will be no defense to say: I was just following orders)

Donald wept through the proceedings
And his tears soaked through the canvas that
Cloaked his twisted face and stained
His orange jumpsuit where with such rare distinction he once displayed
The evidence of

The outstanding contributions
The maintenance of a kingdom come
Those days are gone
Nothing more than a number on a docket thick with shareholders and engineers
PR firms, politicians, war-profiteers

How the fuck did I end up here?
This just isn't fair
Ain't no place for a billionaire!

And he searches for the words
To stop this table in mid-turn
Like: We are but old men
We only did what we were told
Laughter from the gallery drowns out the vestiges
Of a profession's oldest defense

The court will direct
The record to reflect
Compliments from the bench
Central casting's crowning achievement

For your outstanding performance
In a comedic role
I'd like to dedicate the findings
Of the jury to the dead

How can one man ever repay a debt so appalling?

Can't gouge ten thousand eyes
From a single head, so I
Think we should observe a sentence that will serve
To satisfy both a sense of function and poetry
So you will spend the rest of your days drenched in sweat
Your face drawn in a rictus of terror as you remove another buried landmine fuse

Meanwhile
Hundred yards back
Behind the sandbags
A legless foreman

Pulls the trigger on a red megaphone
Squelching feedback, drunken laughter
Broken English, dead daughter's picture
Time and tide, no one can anticipate

Inevitable waves of
Inevitable waves of (inevitable waves of)
Inevitable waves of (inevitable waves of)
Inevitable waves of
Inevitable waves of change