Wargames - TinfoilRap(Not really a rap)

My heart goes out to all those suffering in this war or affected by it in any manner. This poem is not politically accurate or does it mean anything. I hope there is peace soon.

This poem or whatever you can categorize it as is for @v4vapid's contest.

The paranoia? It aims to show to the reader that all of this could just be a sham war.

Wargames

There were two generals who sat in a bar
Their hands were strong and each had a ciagr

One sat straight, his voice was strange, on his hat was a symbol of crushya

One stood like a star, his voice heard afar,
on his hat was a symbol of Oilmerica

They spoke of the times
when the wars were cold

They boasted of the crimes
and of the weapons they sold

They slowly felt old,
until one of them told,

We were scary once,
the world would fear us,

So lets take it back,
and make it hear us,

They sat through the night hatching a plan
to take over all the land

You come from the west, ill come from the east
together we will take apart the meat

They laughed aloud
their teeth gone bad

and so was formed the wargames pact

Tanks were flown
Into the desert gold

Men were blown
Taken into deaths fold

Seeds were sown
Of mistrust in this world

The children they sat, alone and curled
Hoping for the days they all twirled

The UN remained
UNinvolved

The generals laughed for their problem was solved