Long Carcases Poems

When men exalt gifts above the giver with the heart venerate idols of their heart so it becomes hidden art not a jot or tittle has passed from the law not in Rome or New...

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Sounds creep into my ear, sounds that have wandered 
over these valleys, mounts and plains, once debased by ruined man,
sounds that creep from the crevices of these wrecks, they have wandered-
over time and seasons, under...

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How long shall I be in babylon and sing a song of hope and weariness?
Whence my heart perishes in servitude,
I have been debased to infra dig in a vast land we call our own.

They seek...

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Mama Africa,
How long shall you suffer and cry?
How long shall your heart bleed in anguish, struggle and try?
Forged with the brilliancy of a well-cut jewel,
Today, you rust, your tears overflowing and can't even be wiped...

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Our Freedom was bought at a price

 Slaughtering  Of the innocent paved our 
streets in blood. 
The carcases of our beloved fertilised our ambitions 
Nurturing the growth of our consciences 

And as for their...

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Last seen in the forest
These sisters three
Sightings in the Nordic region
Ice masses in melting spree
 
Glaciers that roamed
Like reindeer herds
Their speed of demise
Had never been heard
 
Lowlands in countries
Lost to the mass
Populations shifting
Like herds on...

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Rigors of weary battle long abated
The haze and smoke linger; the 
fallen obfuscated
Ignominiously deposited; in death's 
unseemly clutches graded
Gradually emanating from the 
debacles' debris taut, ghastly forms 
emaciated
Battle's residual fodder on spent 
ground masqueraded
With the...

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When God declared man the master 
of creation
I don't think he said
Go and kill everything that breathes

All I see is carcases of elephants
And rhinos
And a.million tusks being burnt to 
ashes

Hunters with arrows for buffalo 
meat
Poachers...

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Graves opened their arms for their lives,
when their mothers cry for their lives,
the lives that paid for our freedom.

Inexorable was the spilling of blood,
tormenting was the fetid of carcases,
when the life of a man was...

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My son, speaking like a true griot, 
A body of things rejected 
By the sinister profile of language 
Spoke one clear prophecy to the riot's 
Heart, before he from this world was ejected 
He named...

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Free range kitchen; cherished pets all around
In adjoining rooms animistic shrines abound
No clucking, cackling pens we'll hound
But residual carcases we'll gladly impound 
A docile harvest plucked from the ground
No pork butts, rump roasts, filets to astound
Only...

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Within the simple heartbeat prowls a spell
Which hunts a tender cage in which to dwell
To resonate its richness: share its thrall
And claw dank loneliness from chosen voids.

It is a predator, and rest assured
Creature for which...

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The wise old owl with an eagle eye,
Who spied a blackbird as it flew by
The vulture could smell the decay
Of the carnage killed that day
Flesh and blood ooze from the prey
Of bodies and carcases on...

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