By Tai Amri

how about this
while i introduce you to the christ
and you move towards his
unconditional love
waiting for you between his
out streched hands
i'll slip the blade in your spleen
and lick your land clean
and the only thing you'll have left
is the christ
standing the size of a mountain
frozen
in artificial materials

we lied in all our promises
we can say that now
in writing
apologetic in our faces
but smiling in our hearts
and awaiting the retribution and justice
in our souls
that only the truth can bestow

cause as we sell lives
and purchase soil
we dole out a portion of our authenticity
and find ourselves
bereft of self
void of anything eternal
we swallow bodies
slathered in poverty
and chain ourselves in bloody diamonds
like we live for some
hitleresque
sado masochist party

and when the morning comes
the bills return
our body swollen
and bruised
from the inside out
we take the blue pill
to happily forget
that one universal law
of consequence
swing low harriet
swing harriet
your trumpet
in domes cloaked and maskedly
raah!!!
follow the drinking
of stoned sisters and brothers
stoned
the mind ripped
torn
inside
plastic wrapped
hand guns
and the overfright
status
made impure
in illegal searches
and
harnessed churches

don't pray too loudly
that's dead
look for golden grills
instead
the black blocks
where
stacks
on 20"s
keep death successful
and breaths are worthless

who smiles on us?
capatilism's whores
chains keep
babies from umi's
breast milk
that's why we die high
'cause you never know
when you'll be someone's ho
skirt lifted for a sound
beating

keep it pop poppin'
when deserted
by ancestry
both kind
and royally absurd
a bird in the hand
bwana
is all we wish
so i'll sell two hearts
for a couple gold nuggests
you keep the rest

good god harriet, swing low