Children of Imperialism
who by now doesn't know about
Divide and Rule in gainstay take
who is still asleep from the slaughters
that trails blood from centuries ago
to even yesterday, no corners omitted

Driving wedges, digging chasms
creating discord and disharmony for what
the divisive gifts of the wrath of the peaceless
forged reasons and implied agrandissements
hooded antichrists on white chargers snorting
reeking pollution to drive slaves while Angels fear

They all see but refuse to see
for better the gods in sedentary excitement
playing with the fangs as their canals putrefies
growing moss for the living ghosts of ages
the genie escaped yonks ago, commander
a million debts are waiting all in your names

Mindless choruses of the parrots
wingless birds dosed on sterling biotics
bearing potions from Valkyrie for you and them
they know you take and point fingers elsewhere
None is fooled that your songs has no words
the ghosts are ghosts with a living army in treason
you fool no one but yourself, your sword is broken