A Black Heart,
Stoked with The Prejudice,
Of a desolate and intricate,
Routes, oceans, metonymies, land,
Roads, cities, and countries.
With a piercing look The Prejudice,
Is welcomed with benevolently malice,
Stretched arms around it by its worshippers.
When it creates its routes of cancerous accomplices,
It builds a climax of surpressed monarachs,
Willing to take the Sycthes of Hell,
To lure the oppressed and the depressed.
It annihilates all The Good,
And the Good's worshippers.
It is the Black Heart, the fiery nocuous mountains,
Of Racism, the voice of the vulnerables and the debilitated,
That thoroughly built the rising racism of The Prejudice.