Moments of contradictions in the Realm of Distinctions

The tongues of the virtuous speak from hearts gone sour

then languish aft sherbet to sweeten their breath.

What is implied when we're chewing on bullets

that backfire in our mouths, painting our lips with hate?

With guns as the power behind their convictions

the children claim vict'ry at the Battle of Dunce.

Who believes what's included at the Liar's Debate?

Will their girls have erections at the initiation rite?

As the natives are waiting for just compensation

the agents insist that their treaties were forged.

These denizens now stand 'round the Lake of Extinction

awaiting morticians to whisk away their spirits.

The rice-niggas sang praise in their bent positions

fleeing from Hell when freedom caught their hearts.

Screams arise from an underground passion

while the burning of flesh fills the night with incense.

Midst orgies of protests signalling the demise of reason

the dreams of the many are smashed one by one.

So many the stories of  progress repeated

stories of progress newly deferred.