Chorus lines 2 -TALES OF HALF MEN

TALES OF HALF MEN AND OTHER POEMS

Chorus lines 2 

TALES OF HALF MEN

It barely flashed on the mind

that I ate ample meat of many birds

of sheep, goats, hare and cock

and intense twinges bled profusely

as blood stained curses of a hushed voice

shudder now in memories hearty.

I ate meat and yummy it tasted

and took time but I was strong

that killing on the streets and roads,

and places of ringing bells was

a cultural need

to satisfy human appetite,

as feelings of nausea and disgust

filled the body

while blood littered around.

Cried visions of pagans, mock laughter

hisses and slanting lips,

I was told to forget a man’s job

in brassy invective as hoarse voices echoed

and singed throat as if nice to kill

to live life on unlimited terms of an end

because past’s over-viewing future can’t revoke

an unusual caucus conspiring

to capsule present with tribal instinct,

but it is a history defying reason

that politics is an animal with a man’s head

among the society of half men.