GREEN PEOPLE

Come with me my white friend

Let me take you to a land of wonderful people

Evenly mismatched

Living in depression, hunger and strange hope

A place where a bees sting feels like an orgasm

And aloe Vera plant is the official candy, to be eaten raw.

These people worship the green

They grow like grass climbing the walls

Till they reach their peak

Where they feed off each others roots

And grow thorns and poisonous flowers

Such beautiful flowers

Growing from the garbage cans all over the green land

The poor wretched green beggars who feed off the garbage

Die from the poisonous toxins

And you ask me why such wickedness

 My dear white friend

These people are all the same

They feed off the dreams of their little green children

And they fight for the liberation of their empty souls

What a fruitless fight

My dear friend you are from a land where

People fight for meaningful causes

But look at how these green people fight just for the sake of fighting

They buy weapons to kill their green children and beg for foreign aid

I see your tears and like you

I have cried before

But don’t waste your tears for them

After they kill and plunder their land

They conveniently ride their yellow buses

And drink palm wine

What a sad existence

My white friend, look out now from the windows of your soul

And watch as your fellow white people

Take advantage of such green stupidity

I don’t blame them entirely

The green people love them

Because they come with hi-tech deception

And vulgarity on a whole different level

Come along now I know you care about the little ones

But they are doomed unless there is real change from the green people

They don’t need your common sense

They have to use theirs

My white friend as we walk through this filthy green street

I recall the psych wards in your country

The confusion, the misery, the disenchantment

I agree with you when you suggested we hide our cell phones and jewellery

These green people were born desperate

Look into their eyes, such ugly green, and goblin eyes

We must hurry before they decide to eat you alive

Your skin looks like something they would like to try

They could kill you in the bush and call you “bush meat”

 Such horrible people