IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXIX (continued)
LXIX
IF ever I had a country in the shape of a sprawling banyan or rain Tree
And if ever I were the almost human Lord Chimp of the Kingdom of Chimpanzee
I'd secure all the branches plungeing roots leaf-clusters egg-nests and hives with or without a bee
All only for those with undiluted blue-black blood directly descended from our Uhr-Father Adam's Dark Continent royal pedigree
And ensure that any vagrant migrant gorilla orang-utan macacque long-tailed monkey or other heathen rot come to take the heat off his neck or her butt under the shelter of my bushy tree for free
Be subject to Hail Horror torrents of turds accompanied with hot hissing curses to make them stink for at least a century
That is, if ever I were the almost human Lord Chimp of the Kingdom of the Chimpanzee
And even if I never ever had no country shaped like a Wounded Knee
© T. Wignesan - Paris, October 23, 2018
Categories:
lxix, allegory, humor, immigration, irony,
Form: Dramatic Monologue