Friday, 20 May 2016

Did he? I mean

Who the hell is Idi Amin?
hang on a sec and you'll see what I mean,
did he order acts quite obscene?
with a populace tied to a dictators dream?
fathers,
sons,
mothers and daughters,
murdered and raped,
disfigured and slaughtered,
mortared and shelled
shot at and felled
with axes,
machetes,
and knives killing wives,
did they cry?
the molesters
as they mowed down protesters?
with rapid fire rifles
they just followed orders
by transgressing borders
while the press photographed
soldiers as they laughed
drunk on the power
breath stinking
and sour
consumed with the lust
of a ground stained like rust
what is just?
so I beg your attention
if I may kindly mention
some unpleasant questions
that demand some retention
between adverts of shite
supplied to minds once bright
but now huddled
and fraught
by the stuff that they bought
from a discount carpet warehouse forecourt
culpability
and gullibility
run hand in hand
through manicured fields
torn apart,
ripped up turf
to yield
resources,
minerals
while we supply generals
with unspecified terrors
and we swallow
as we speak
to disguise
but poorly hide
some shame
for the error
because
in retrospect
had we known,
I conject
with lips red
and flecked
from speaking lies decked
in banners
and flags
streets swept
people kept
on shorter leashes
by our request.

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