......... Confession....... Ijoba... My eyes are watering, their teeth are tightening, your lips are quivering, and our solo-song slows down to stop: hallelujah chorus cracks upon the shock-rock of an anti-truth cataract. Ijoba... Truths lipstick on your mind, green anger in their heart, scorners thick mud on your shirt, black darkness in their hair, dry dagger in some hand: and they crouch and come: advancing towards you, advancing towards us, charging against the very liver of truth. Ijoba... Water walking, rainbow running, and sky in our song: I hear them laughing, I see you sneezing, murderous thunder under their tongue. Rays of knowledge pierce their eyes, smoke of truth blocks their nose. O... Ijoba.... They love this earth, but their bursting breath away. They love this life, but their spirit wont stay. Ijoba.... Keep tilling. I see Ospoly turning alrigth. Great OSPOLITE!!!! Amagla await U!!!
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 10:08:39 +0000
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