uh oh, not another one of those poems.
it is barbaric. barbados. trinidad and tobago.
give one country two names. st kitts and nevis.
give two countries one name.
A name takes to its people and makes them in its image.
and it is goods.
i have to say it now, i don’t like what you’re doing.
for evil to triumph, men must write poems.
but i’m human, that’s all that matters, right?
you didn’t say that, and maybe you never even thought it,
but that is the fallace that holds you afloat
you don’t get it do you, you just don’t get it.
you can wear all the colonel that you desire,
but at the end of the day, we’re left with
one barbaric imperative:
exterminate all the brut.
