Don’t it ever dissipate?
See how long it lingers in the air
on your tongues, in your hair
‘Think i want to buy that which you grow?’ that would make my skin crawl
my scalp itch, What!, to look like you?
knowing all the things you do?
You are the end of us, the process from beginning to disintegration
You are the end of the line, a chain of DNA that is dyeing
Stripped bare of all that once was us, Once was just the feminine earth
now Lust!,
You are weakest part of us, the degenerative conclusion,
the part that once was an immortal whole, now just an immoral illusion
that lost the soul, its infinite part, its greatest connection.
We birthed in love and bathed in beauty now die as ugly
and as the Religions you manifest, Hate your gift and your curse Canaanite
And the final conclusion we covet?
Man-kinds death you bring, sheltered within
the hollow space between your rotting flesh now sensitive to the sun
and thoughts that brought your violence to our Mother, Africa!
you, monomaniacal demonic Christ flesh
Hate is you, you are Hate
and the end to all of this.
Disease did not destroy us,
You our spawn give rise to Hate and bring
Death to parts of Humanity
Hate is all Death
No centre did you find
No balance did you choose
Hate was your progression
and the final nail in the coffin.
