These old-world world fair expos,
Put up quick and tore down just as fast.
These were the grounds
Where they could revive their cult,
If only for just some days
They have refuge to relax.
Practice in slavery and
In cannibalism & *******.
Now, in ***** harvesting.

Today

Look at the camps on the borders,
At all those who go missing.
Trafficked all around
Freshly after arriving.
Or just after fasting,
Before they have finished praying.
Before they got a chance to say,
Goodbye.