STEAMING BLOOD
Mechanised wheels of drunk donkeys
Slung their eyes from the long coil
Snaking like a cargo plane
Whose cigarettes have smoked weed.
A look at the man at waist growth
Dehumanises your mind of his own life,
But as a grasscutter,
He rabbit-travel beyond the grave limits
When nature hangs his black bleeding bloody suits on the frames of the sky
Halls of shameful nudity,
Echo the whistle sounds of the outcast devil
With clitoral genes, And erectile long poles
Who are blessed with parental neglect
Swag and wag their bodies together
Like a depot of recycled materials.
Arms as big as a fat lady's thigh,
They train useless for unforeseen wars
With a numb brain as to the state of old and young -
Steaming stream of blood
Needs a sense dosage to manage
©Fuseini Dipantiche Mohammed Naporoo Kamaldeen Shitobu(Creative Thinker)
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