Blow them up!

Tune it up! Yes, please do
The lies! The pretences!
The Deceit! The fabrications!

Increase the intensity of
The anger! The venom!
The hate! The slander!

Turn it up more than a notch
The rhetoric! Hate sermon!
Vile messages! Evil rantings!

Exceedingly glamorise
The subterfuge! The rationalisations!
The defence! The propaganda!

Stir up much action
The militancy! The revolution!
The violence! The pogrom!

Blow them up!
Others' homes! Others' shrines!
Their cities! Their investments!

Severe their heads
With Machetes! With axes!
With clubs! With stones!

Tear them to shreds
With grenades! With bazookas!
With shelling! With bombs!

Roast their headless carcasses
With plutonium! With uranium!
With nukes! With irradiation!

But before you do
Things you must do

Sear your conscience with red-hot rod
Fry your brain in red-hot oil
Cut out your heart with red-hot knife
Dice the red-liquid dripping tissue
Into red-hot atomic chips
Gouge your eyes with red-hot iron
Pull your testicles with red-stained hands
And grill them into red-hot barbecue
Then stuff your reddish mouth with them

As you feel the pleasures
Perhaps, you will sense the titillations of your victims
And then you may be spared
Or you learn others to spare
You blow them up
Or you may be blown up
By yourself, you and U!



© 17.Jan.2011  Izuu Nwankwọ









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