joys of rape

joys of rape

we come and we come and how we come
it gathers and gathers to a point we feel
wild strong free and flowing magic power
on waves go crashing joy it’s gotta be
be a man across the killing fields
be a hero ‘cross the million years
be a man again and again
it comes to one point and it flows
out the screaming urge
it comes to one point and you need
to stand and be a man
it comes to one point and the greed
bursts plans overrides dreams
becomes worlds makes open sky
becomes life beyond puny try and sorry miss

but then the dust’s gotta settle
and everybody involved
gets all alone and sad
just another type of confusion
another cross-purpose attempt
another swing and miss
blood semen dirt and mud
blood semen dirt and lonely
blood semen dirt and shame
blood semen dirt and broken hearts all around

Author: Same Old Beat Boxer
Editors: AW/BW
Copyright: AMW

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