Courage was cultivated
Sold and innovated
Into plasticized records…
Bold to be seen
In the sectored regions
Unseen by the legions of profits
And scammers seeking mallets
And hammers to self-destruct…
What the fuck do you see?
Filtered on the jumbotron
To relieve
To reconstruct
The malady of shag carpet
In the fields of Darfur
To bet the ears of corn
On the purse
Of the ignorant and the forlorn
Plasticize…
What’s worse and what’s more
Than cries
Of malice and New York whores
Saddled with AK47s
And chaliced with the cups
Of overseas genocide
And heaven’s doors
To see…
To kill the sight that bleeds
And bumps the world wide
Span of knees…
Fucked
Plasticized
Genocide induced lies
That flies from the lips
Closed
To those open with
Terrorized cries
Distance grapples for the wrung
Caught and flung
By the omnipotent source…
Get out of bed, whores…
There’s work to be done
Work that slumbers
On notions never begun.
So many notions never begun…
©Jen2010 2–5
Posts Tagged ‘Greed’
Genocide~Para
Friday, February 5th, 2010Tags: conformity, Genocide, Greed, social unrest
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