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Poem By Phan Thanh gian

Let's talk about the cannibals:
Not the naked ones with colourful wigs,
Who eat and drink the human flesh and blood

Not the ones we learned in textbooks
Whose tales you heard from far away land
In the deepest of south-east-asian jungles

Such exotic, barbaric acts are so trivial
Benign and confined to a few old tribes
Wouldn't even measure up to more sordid types

I'm talking about the man-eaters living closeby,
Who reside in the grandest of mansions,
Nestled among the greatest of nations

They read the finest books,
Extol the most virtuous ideals
And drink the best of champagne.

Regarded by most with reverence
Accolades, decorum surround, abound
Smartest of tongues, sharpest of suits

Although members of the same species
They are set apart from the masses,
Carry themselves as higher breeds... godlike.

Yet their fields are covered in mournful white,
The colour of the littered human bones.
Their dark driveways: paved with rotten flesh

They consume their fellow man's dreams,
Siphon livelihood from unfortunate souls
Engorge themselves on children's laborous toils

Purveyors of man, butcher of kind
Endearing appearance, yet heart of swine
Always up to old tricks, with few new fixes.

A nod, a wink, a stroke of black ink
Hundreds would perish, thousands vanish
Many more families would wither in slums.

The reasons for such willful barbaric acts
To torture, enslave and kill - to name a few
For progress, ideology and personal fortune.

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Comments (3)

Van- I LOVE IT! its so dark and deep...great job..made me think of... that man Hannibal Lector persay.. hmmmm *inser twilight zone theme song here* do do do-do do do do-do lol very nice work peace
I agree wholeheartedly with this Van. Great poem. Sincerely, Mary
Hi Van, well it wasn't what I thought it would be and I enjoyed it, but thought the ending was a little weak. 8 from me. All th best Tai