Our sick dying mother, have you seen her state?
Hogtied in the town square, politicians defile her
Battered bloody body, her eyes plucked for dinner
“Ignore the cries of pain, they distract from our profit”
Citizens onlook with, seething hatred and rage
Corporate fat fuck, raping our dying mother
Greed for oil
Smother, choke, plow
Black ink kills
Corrupt and foul
Drink this water
Rippling with death
Rife pollutants
Lies
Merchant selling shit
They force feed it
Sourced from mother
Raped pulled from her
Gouged wide open
Her vital organs
Begin to stop function
Staring down the end
I’ll fuck your gut, for her, with knife
Painful torment, for you, awaiting
For your shameless public raping
Your cries, anguished, so sweet, to me
Frantic, you plead, your sad words stream
I laugh, deeply
And drive the knife even deeper