The bloated stomachs

In stinking gutterrs

The naked ribs

Of sprawling skeletons

Hoot for a time bomb.


I say

Horror begets horror

To nullify horror


The flatulent do-gooders

Climbling pulpits

In deserted churches

Damnable mosques

Wretched palm-groves.

Poetry Slam: 
This poem is about: 
My country
Guide that inspired this poem: 
Poetry Terms Demonstrated: 


Need to talk?

If you ever need help or support, we trust for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741