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the unseenthe unseen Posts: 372
edited January 2004 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
circle round the village
seek the strength
to fight the fight
for the survival of this land
for the survival of our heritage
they are back
not content
to have the blood
of my mother on their dicks
the goal is genocide of my race
people of the sun beware
they kill your forests
like they killed our bison
just a means to an end
to destroy your culture
my uncle
hopped up on whiskey
the flames of rage
long extinguished
ventures on a lake
he knows isnt cold enough
he'd rather die
freezing and alone
than continue to survive
in the rotting cunt
of our mother you provide for our home
i tie a yellow ribbon around my heart
praying for the return of my spirit

a tear in his eye
iron eye cody
stands in the sand coloured red
thinking of the rivers of blood
that flowed thru the plains
he eyes a rover stuck on it's pad
soon to be another piece of junk
another piece of litter
on another body of land
he calls to the martians
the white man is coming
the white man is coming
fight
fight
fight
fight
fight
mother fuckers
fight them with all you have
for they come to kill
your buffalo
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Comments

  • I guess some people will praise you for the energy, but I just feel like words like bleeding cunt destroys any kind of sensible message you're trying to convey
  • I think we all use words like bleeding cunt and it gets the message across just fine unseen. :)
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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