The War(poem)

I wrote this a while aggo… and i posted it on ap… i want to strengthen it… so constructive criticism is really appreciated…
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Blind collaboration
Useless indignation
Celebrated hatred
Which is easily stated

As they march on
Through the streets
Tanks roll nearby,
People consider it ‘neat’

A Saturday
Saturated with fun
As if we
Have already won

Next day,
Tommorows the war
Not much to do
Except, bore

The celebrating’s over
Now it’s time for prayer
Make sure,
That this war will be unfair

Today it’s the war
We sail the seas
On this battle ship
Ready to crush our enemies

We are planning
To invade,
Do what we always do,
And call it “aid”

Kill a few people
Some of ours,
Some of theirs
This is how

We enrich our economy
Then cover up this man slaughter
And call it ‘freedom’
Forces the thought, Freedom?

What’s that?
Is freedom killing hundreds of thousands of lives?
Is freedom the creator of hundreds of millions of cries
All covered up, using simple lies

The war is now being fought
Many people dying
In this evil
Onslaught

We’ve exposed the resources,
Now i know what to do
We’ll go back to our country,
And celebrate that too!