Spines of us sapiens connect;
minds, arms; cause and effect.
Spines of us sapiens connect;
thoughts, mouths, until direct.
"Deaf, blind, and roadless be,
after one, two, lies and three" -
What beauty this is! Divine!
Obedience and nods define.
In corpore sano, the defiled sit,
in corpore sano, fools commit.
They speak, they speak, indeed,
And we deem ignorance to lead.
Clean they are, gaily nice too,
neat, and in black suits new -
the outside glimmers, shines;
Yet the inside on filth dines.
In corpore sano, wars are 'for',
"In death, glory we shall store".
The spring is not forgetful, no;
Flowers ablaze; blue lips blow.
We shall not have to put in,
with rotten blood on a skin:
Earth's skin; underneath also;
we seek dignity, not so-so.
Saturday! tremulous Saturday!
Since, passed not a sadder day;
European corpores, May 1948,
With 'clean hands', ate a state.
Soap, water and towels came,
with the 'civilized' who aim;
humanity, and morality not;
the core needs washing a lot.
It rules, it murders, it revives:
the mens that all living drives;
nerves blocking nerves other,
it is 'be satisfied or smother!'
Mens feminine's scorned being,
consoles the higher's wellbeing.
An animal's instinct commands,
no mens here, nor a mind stands.
Universes penetrated are they;
in maleficence power to display.
A fight against the in chains,
is history unjust that remains.
Violence transmitted is sick,
it is harm you cause and tick,
look up a definition of disease,
It is you; a dictionary agrees.
A terrified soul in health,
is a curse, not godly wealth.
A sorrowful soul in health,
is a fighter without stealth.
A ****** mind healthy,
brings destruction deadly.
A corrupt mind healthy,
is a treasure unreal, empty.
Dawn is sick of corpore sano;
it grinds the fool with a mano.
But the mold lies within it not;
it is in the soul breeds brought.
'In corpore sano' translates into 'a healthy body'
'Mens' is 'mind' (or 'good mind' according to the context.)
The body might be healthy, but the mind (and soul) might not. They could be corrput, evil, blind, deaf, and all that is similar, no matter how healthy and clean and shiny the outside is. In this poem, I add some example of this: feminism, Palestine and Ukraine.
