Darfur, the land of turban swansFlight is one in one thousand food rationsVictoria’s got a secret behind her veiled gardeniasLife spent in African slums is equal to that of a dayin the lemon fields, in the plantationsCarrying the dead from the desert plateau to the nextOne who has the ability to wield a continental water hoseDistributing machine guns and plantain treesproviding moisture for the garden of Edento all the children of MozambiqueThose individuals are the keys to the palm tree domeMangrove expanses prevent the wave from hittingBut what if the mango fruit has long been a sphericalorange object of modern day ash? The war lives
The marinesPhillipine island pineapple baskets provide nourishmentfor the nomads, the citrus racing on in their veinsBabylonian architecture coupled with the Egyptian pyramids.Open the gates to the waterway, they sayMay I help you, O, ruinous sir?However, outside the utopia liesThe elephant graveyard aged and thrivingThe next crocodile hunter is born againInto a loincloth at the hands of a savageStare up at the night sky, and let your thoughts and feelingsMerge into one… imagination becomes reality
Uganda’s swamps are sights to beholdTongues chattering and insect scavengers strip the canopiesAnother flag createdAnother flag torn downThe emancipation risesGangs roam the schoolgrounds, and these burnt tire farmlandsare miles of rhinocerous skin salted by sea saltBut who’d have known that the sacrificial lamb had beneficiality?River deltas won’t last too longConnections with the incoming streams of blood, oil, and tornado watch reports.
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