this is no word it is a bloody trigger
so much remains of what we know was hell
you have to kill the one who calls you nigger
you know so well the laughter and the snigger
the way they set up the pavlovian bell
this is no word it is a bloody trigger
they look so grave but make you now the digger
of the deep hole and they will claim you fell
you have to kill the one who calls you nigger
they tell you that you have to be far bigger
than those who run about and snarl and yell
this is no word it is a bloody trigger
it does not seem that they will have the vigour
to listen to the story you must tell
you have to kill the one who calls you nigger
the world belongs to those who with due rigour
will manage both to succour and excel
this is no word it is a bloody trigger
you have to kill the one who calls you nigger
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
30 June 2008
the teaching of language
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