Uganda Avenue

Stop,
pimpin out the medium sized squirts
like televangelists on urinal stalls
their spirits are lampin in the teacher's lounge
the Lord's Army laughs a lot
to keep up their morale

Let me drink your..,
fresh with the joy of newborn adults
their noses crinkle a little
when they step out into the son
upturned smooth as chocolate milk
shimmering faces turned face to face in rows
like cartons on the shelf or heifers put to death

ON YOUR KNEES,
Apocalyptic Christianity has never tasted this good
I think!
The mystics and their Acholies
blend tradition with wheatgrass and hard love
with natural Calvin Crusadism, yumm!

RUN RUN RUN LITTLE PIGGIES,
I like my children to be on the run
to build them into strong men
and women become wives to them
eight what a solid age to grow into
realty, knowing the proper values
property scouters, nomad-der, they live for the rain
smell through their perfect nostrils,
beautiful children, black and proud

BEG FOR YOUR LIFE,
I wish the gods had begged to me
for my expertise
but some of us demi-gods miss out on all the fun,
and we must create our own
what have you?
so few toys to play

you have action figures
eight men of muscle and girth
such power becomes the meek
inherit the desert sands, walled greenery
green greenery rim job desert prison