Poem: War and Greed

A cluttered street
Unmaintained, littered, dead.
People everywhere, dead, asleep
Some starving, dying, nothing to eat.

They arrived yesterday
Without a warning
There were here to stay
Along with those hundreds they slayed.

War and Conquest
Someone's not caring 'bout the rest
Someone filled with power-lust
Reducing others' lives to dust

But why?
The greed of someone so cruel and sly.
For hi troops, he would not cry
For to him, all in his way would have to die

But why?
Why?
There's no rhyme or reason
To commit this treason:
submission to war and greed,
Man's insane demons

--> LT1, Raffles Institution, 12th September 1994

My anguish, in reflection of the cruelty the Japanese troops inflicted on SE Asia, and how I would have felt if I were there at the time.