Whatbody Is Killing

   (a concave allusion to Amiri Baraka’s “Somebody Blew Up America”)

By Jerry W. Ward, Jr.

They     [no name or heart

            [no face or soul

            [no virtue, no sin

            [no fingerprints or class

            [no race or sex]

Lead you to the balm of Gitmo,

Chain you to a bed of laser blades,

Pump explosives, nuclear devices, essential oils of evil into your tongue,

Turn you out as a dragonfly which shall burn time to a crisp.

You such an old fool

You can’t /won’t die or witness against the day.

They worship you, old Robocop-rob robber,

From sea to shit-shining sea.  You perfect bafflement.

Whatbody having no respect whatsoever

Got short-eyes,

Is a pedophile vampire, drinking the blood

Of Afghan babies, Iraq babies, Congo and Rwandan babies,

Spanish Aztec babies, Brazilian Amazon babies,

Transatlantic transpacific translated babies,

Domestic babies, naturalized babies, foreign babies,

The babies of babies.  Whatbody loves babies.

Whatbody is pro-life.  Needs the blood of a billion babies

To keep her/his drinking buddies Terrorism, Famine,

AIDS, and Racerandom Hate halfway satisfied.

Screams “Make love not war” in all world languages ancient , contemporary,  and unknown.

You call me an unborn again idiot for telling you

What goes into the vote-shredding pyramids of Florida, the wormholes

Of Bermuda, or the jet-black w(hole) of Calcutta

Never comes out nowhere. U da fool, fool. Dig dat.

Dig dis too, Wheat Boy.  What body [some, no, every, any]

Is killing [some, no, any, every] body.

He/she pussywhipped. Tinker no thinker downrun the world.

Got Ganges-fever and bad karma sutra of the hands.

Deals in hush puppies for the damned of the earth.

Fanon piped the number.  Had to be erased.

Whatbody is no owl.  Whatbody is a bitch, the whore of whores pimping

The pimps in breath-reducing videos.  Whatbody bamboozles brains.

When the Black Boy told you to listen, you didn’t.  So now Whatbody making you pay.

Whatbody showing you justice was never a virgin,

Was born deflowered and blind. Whatbody is seducing you,

Making you tattoo your mind, buy bigger and less better, eat lethal,

Waddle like an obese hippo who wants the flowers of evil to be sweet,

Crawl through combat zones with four furious horsemen lashing you all the way.

Whatbody, your Santa Claus, will make your grave your manger this year.

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posted July 2007