4th WORLD

4^th World

Hissing, we carnivorously lost our tongue,

            Speaking in ancient codes of verbal symbols, corrupt

We scratching on walls, cryptic writings, while spray erupt

  Living dead, as our eyes thrust out of skulls, under a plague.

Trade from poor to moor beyond oblivion

            Our wet blocks have turned into ancient’s mud

Siphoned of sulphate, this land cannot breed a bud

     Transport back to Dark Age, of our 2000yrs fathers, what a reunion.

Monopolistic leaders, only develop their bedrooms

            Carve skyscrapers for their pigs and dogs, exclusive,

Our dingy existence craving for aids, while he grooms

   Because, to savage jackpots out of our pervasive subjection, a great motive.

 Who have ever pictured a world like this in history devoid of war?

            No economical wreckage… shit happens, deadly than war.