The war profiteer, the arms dealer, the individual that gets rich from mankind's worst inclinations, Measured profits in graves. They don't trip triggers.
Enable every massacre though. distributing firearms to anybody with money, No questions on intended victims.
Alfred Nobel got this moniker. before designing dynamite sales his Nobel Prize for atonement, guilt encased in legacy.
Modern businessmen wear suits, Lobby countries present themselves as Sanitizing death: defense contractors Using corporate jargon.
They see no bodies. Quarterly gains only Conflicts raise their earnings. Peace could harm their holdings.
Each bullet purchased Future bereavement stored in brass, every missile symbolizes children. Who never will grow up.
Death merchants sleep well; having persuaded themselves they merely satisfy demand. as though demand for murder justified supply.
Blood money cleans through: genuine business, violence normalized as necessity of economy, death relabelled as national security.