Has god
accepted
your burning
white flesh
yet?
As the blood seeps into the ground
watering the land that was advanced by civilization.
The raped
white
carcasses
of white farmers
residents
and their ancestors
made them equal...
To the black death of the dark continent.
Civilization's fall,
despite the gospel given--
that said love your enemy.
The pagan and tribal era has returned--
to dance upon the white carcass--
of autonomy.
If the savage had not neen baptised
in christ's name...
If he had not been clothed in civilization...
If tribe and chief had not been
absolved for sovereign man--
the 'white man' --
would not be supreme.
On the reservation is the tradition
of the primitive; still living their ghost.
Farther South they gather,
in the jungle.
Are they clothed?
Have they heard you lord?
Among the farthest East--they heard you--and made you
one of them.
Running wild in the streets the untamed beast rapes & robs--
in the name of social justice.
Saying your clothes do not fit & your baptism was not full submersion.
© Whitey Lawful a.k.a. S. Wesley Mcgranor
Originally Posted On Site: 2011-12-17 17:16:01
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