Corruption

From Uneasy Thoughts by Arturo Hernandez 1999

Corruption, eruption, destruction, pure disruption

fires everywhere, smoke rising into the air,

babies dying, bombs diving, limbs flaming,

I’ve done my job correctly,

you can call me evil if need be,

i’ve detonated the explosive,

death spectacular impressive,

they call me the Devil,

I call them the Axis of Evil,

I lie to their faces,

in high up places,

dining with the well off,

while others choke and cough,

I’ve done my job expertly,

i see my life inversely

they call me the devil,

I call them the liberals,

but what i am is not much,

upstairs there’s not a bunch.

i stand on the hill,

throwing bodies into hell,

smirking,

jerking

others all around,

with my awful sound,

and dreadful pound,

of my nauseating voice,

they have no choice,

and once they did,

but I won instead,

they call me the devil,

i call them all evil,

its in my blood,

this raging flood,

of low count cells,

and cancer spells,

in my veins they rush,

the cocaine hush, hush,

they call me stupid,

i am ruler instead,

they bombed my towers,

killing so many others,

innocent people,

screaming people,

I am the devil,

dum as can be.

Yet I believe,

The Devil’s smarter than me.

Art Hernandez September 26 2006

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