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In the land Of the burning tribe, Dwelt the worst of evils. A tribe Where immorality is moral And flaming human minds Can be traced. Allergic to goodness, Cancerous to strangers, Abhorrent to civilization, Glut with cheating. Pure hostility Even at jovial point And under loving atmosphere. A tribe of courtesans Where adultery is tradition, And fornication begins at ten To enhance development, For healthy living. A tribe Of awkward belief In a path of abstinence to sickness Curable with *** alone. Of what descent Are they? Too violent to exist with no regard to life. Of what mentality? When playing safe Is inhuman! And ****** Of the innocents unborn Is nothing. Spreading the virus, Never afraid to harbour it. Where is their good side? Is it unseen or extinct? If any, “ wuese te”.
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Aug 19, 2011
Aug 19, 2011 at 6:14 AM UTC
THE BURNING TRIBE
In the land Of the burning tribe, Dwelt the worst of evils. A tribe Where immorality is moral And flaming human minds Can be traced. Allergic to goodness, Cancerous to strangers, Abhorrent to civilization, Glut with cheating. Pure hostility Even at jovial point And under loving atmosphere. A tribe of courtesans Where adultery is tradition, And fornication begins at ten To enhance development, For healthy living. A tribe Of awkward belief In a path of abstinence to sickness Curable with *** alone. Of what descent Are they? Too violent to exist with no regard to life. Of what mentality? When playing safe Is inhuman! And ****** Of the innocents unborn Is nothing. Spreading the virus, Never afraid to harbour it. Where is their good side? Is it unseen or extinct? If any, “ wuese te”.
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M/Nigerian
Aug 19, 2011
Aug 19, 2011 at 6:14 AM UTC
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