Axis & Allies - damowords

Star Wars
From the knocking at the worldʹs ending
The Avatars have beggʹd to justify
Thʹexcessive circus of defence spending,
The tragedy of infinite supply;
Fresh sattelites
Up to the heavens go
With laser locking lights some Catennacio!
Below them, crawling in the dust,
The starving Afric masses,
Are hidden by the filthy crust
Which cloaks the bankerʹs glasses,
Him who invents accounts of trust
For the middle‐classes
While evʹry day the missile docks increase ‐
Famine! forfeit of this imperfect peace.
In the vast shadow of the day
Those silent snipers wait
For soaring prey, sleek missiles grey
The threat shall dissipate.
Waiting for fingers quivering, tis folly or tis fate!
Space
1984
Weidervereinigung
Admiration puffs‐up the defeated
Walking the long road of recovery
Economic foundations completed
Witness the rebirth of a great country;
Now fully grown
The world shall heed her call,
Focused on that cold stone, the cry, ʺBring down the Wall!ʺ
These new German generations
Break the shackles put in place
By the crude, disgusting actions
Of the so‐callʹd master race,
Long last the celebrations,
The Wall becomes a space
Where creeps the dollar imperialist
Thro those wide holes lain low by freedomʹs fist.
Into the east bleachʹd talons reach
Draped in a smiling guise,
Blood‐swollen leech, strange adverts teach
The tongue to phantasize,
Dissolving hard‐earnʹd roubles in a BigMac, shake & fries.
Moscow
1989