1. THEIR HOOVES CARVE CRATERS IN THE EARTH

The memories of revolution disappear as the wind shifts
But a mighty, reckless, shameless, conscienceless, proud crime
It rumbles in distant thunder.
And do you not see how the sky grows
Presciently silent and Dark?
Propaganda must be by deed,
Insurrection, assassination, Bombing
Resignation is death.
Revolt is life.
I will never willingly wear the chains of your sacred
Concepts, Natural Law,
Common Humanity, Reason, Justice, The People
There is no hope in conditioned morality
I deny everything and affirm only myself
We can all enter this bitter class struggle.
We are all ordinary workers, natives.
We must rise in revolt if we will rise in this world
Resignation is death.
Revolt is life.


2. THE BLEEDING GENITALS OF EVERY RAPIST HANG BLEEDING FROM THESE TREES

These open hands that once would have offered forgiveness
And even rehabilitation are now
Closed fists bludgeoning Flesh.
A knife across your throat opens a wide, red mouth forever
Mute to taunts, to insults, to threats
You are nothing, empty, worthless
If only it was enough to lock you away in the deepest,
Darkest hole.
Swallow the bitterness of my tongue.
Absorb the nectar of my discharge.
Feel my hatred crashing down on you like a hammer caving in
Your skull, spilling to the floor all that empty rhetoric
About art, betrayal, and desire.
Oh, to string up your naked body like the soulless devil
That you are.
To stab and dismember your hanging form
Let the blood rain down and wash away this pointless shame,
This unnecessary guilt, this unbearable violation.
And now Decorate the trees with the corpse of past transgression
Adornments of vengeance, a forest of abatement,
A monument To suffering.
You are nothing, empty, worthless, a black hole