Spinning, spinning
The trap is winning
Around and around
The plan is sound
Send in weapons here
Sneak in soldiers there
And when they notice, lie
Wars first casualty, deny
Behind the scenes
Pulling the strings
Watch the world dance
Web of deceit advance
A plane in the sky
Swat it like a fly
The innocents die
Your guilt deny
The spiders plans done
Down it's strings they run
More bombs and guns
The death of more sons
First one area then another
In the clutches of war's mother
How many will fall
To the spiders call
Will war turn cold
With rulers so bold
Or does it get hot
With spiders next swat
It took one shot
To make war hot
Millions found gore
In the Great War
Will peace fall
At spiders call
Strings he can pull
Eyes covered by wool
At spiders next sting
Will world war ring
Watch the world dance
Web of deceit advance
Darlene Walsh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-spider-2014/
