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In This Civilized City of Africa

i must be king, the sole lord, whether baboons and monkeys draw a long stream of blood whether allies of men-beasts parade an endless blood-bath there! a sacrifice of infants of pregnancies of still-births of gray-hairs that forcefully must fall before my leopard’s claws – i must be king, the sole lord, the dry tears of the monkeys would not move the tiger’s jaws ever-ready in the belligerent defense of my palm-coin in this civilized city of africa.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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