The Sacrificial Toxicity

Bullet between the eyes, graveyard of dreams, demise. Running bloodily through the fields As the poppies to opium, they do give yield Out on the fields with the mujahideens Praying to an empty sky, drinking out of latrines Loyalty to excess, their seventh heaven machines Out of a book misused, misquoted, for such ‘heavenly’ deeds. Up the Silk Road fast as he can Out to raid the gold-loaded caravans Enemy in his territory Headed out to Afghanistan Going to buy himself some powder With this prizes of fine jewellery Ore from the ground, black gold, opal Measure against the dollar, coal and coffee He made a bet he could bring them all down Before they crossed into Tibet. The darkness amidst innocents in the danger Zone of despair, nobody cares for a stranger. There is intimacy in conversation That causes me a little hesitation The cautious investigation in the eyes All angels are just manipulators in disguise. Holier-than-thou is a convenient act for now Soon, the promises broken behind backs After the wine and the taking of a vow Dig in heels into the sand, and get in the bed now. If the railroad’s end comes down to her As a destination, I will jump the rails And run just to get away from her The kind of friend she is, an enemy Stalking in the night while talking familiarly All the time, in secret, laughing at me.