11-10-2013, 09:45 PM
For the Queens of Zimbabwe
Somewhere in Africa,
a myth exists among diseased men.
Somewhere in Africa,
scores of innocent eyes are wet with tears.
Dubbed pure by legend, meat by tradition,
their screams and smiles are human.
Their virgin blood only sacred in folklore.
It's a heavy petting zoo of mutilation,
where dying animals devour the young.
And as I sit here in a comfortable chair,
a dirge of lacerated sexual organs
weeps its way over continents, to me.
A man, without weapon or remedy
A citizen, unable to change a culture
A human, whose faith in humanity
is once again diminished.
Somewhere in Africa,
a myth has become reality.
Somewhere in Africa,
The ignorance of man personified.
This is tough subject matter. I wanted to post this in either serious workshopping, or possibly the mentor thread but i figured this was a good first step. I think for the mentor thread you need 50 posts though. if anyone has info let me know.
Chazz
Somewhere in Africa,
a myth exists among diseased men.
Somewhere in Africa,
scores of innocent eyes are wet with tears.
Dubbed pure by legend, meat by tradition,
their screams and smiles are human.
Their virgin blood only sacred in folklore.
It's a heavy petting zoo of mutilation,
where dying animals devour the young.
And as I sit here in a comfortable chair,
a dirge of lacerated sexual organs
weeps its way over continents, to me.
A man, without weapon or remedy
A citizen, unable to change a culture
A human, whose faith in humanity
is once again diminished.
Somewhere in Africa,
a myth has become reality.
Somewhere in Africa,
The ignorance of man personified.
This is tough subject matter. I wanted to post this in either serious workshopping, or possibly the mentor thread but i figured this was a good first step. I think for the mentor thread you need 50 posts though. if anyone has info let me know.
Chazz