City of sin
\nThat is YULIN
\nIt’s people are cruel
\nAnd insane
\nThey steal people’s dogs
\nThey deceive and they spoil
\nThey torture and slaughter
\nThey deep fry in oil
\nThey bludgeon to death
\nThey strip off their skin
\nThey boil them in brine
\nExcuses wear thin<\/p>\n
Don’t talk of tradition
\nOr culture to me
\nYou are a bunch of the worst
\nThat there be
\nSlaughtering animals torn from the street
\nAnd murdering mercilessly
\nOft with bare feet<\/p>\n
It’s what you do
\nYour festival shows
\nThe murder and mayhem
\nAnd the spirit that grows
\nThis kind of ugliness
\nSteals from the soul
\nAnd curtails the spirit
\nFor I feel the toll<\/p>\n
The vile dark and ugly
\nThe sad cries I hear
\nAs pedigree dogs
\nAre broken their fear
\nDragged into dark places
\nStripped of their skin
\nTheir eyes poked out
\nSlowly
\nSome are so thin<\/p>\n
The look into the abyss
\nTheir blood it will pour
\nFrom
\nTheir lifeless bodies
\nRampant with gore
\nPitiless frail beings
\nSabotaged by
\nThe shit that is men
\nAnd the piss that is why<\/p>\n
Yulin springs forth
\nWith it’s feeble refrain
\nBy contrast it stinks
\nIt is the bane
\nOf anyone’s life
\nIt hits spineless desire
\nTo frighten and heighten
\nThe causal fire<\/p>\n
A rotten intrusion
\nMiscounted and mismatched
\nA conflict of equals
\nHow can we react
\nTo the demons above them
\nThe asymmetry
\nThe magnification
\nThe adversity<\/p>\n
The lashings the whippings
\nThe boilings the fried
\nTorn from ones sanity
\nOpen inside
\nMaimed lame and limping
\nGarbled and docked
\nAnarchical lawlessness
\nDisordered and shocked<\/p>\n
The bitter end
\nThe closure is near
\nThey ring down the curtain
\nAnd open with fear
\nThe endlessness widens
\nIt’s focus to be
\nIn a class of its own
\nSuch melancholy<\/p>\n
These people’s freakishness
\nOutcasts do sway
\nNo Phoenix will rise
\nFrom the ashes today
\nAberrant and nondescript
\nMonstrously they
\nRise in a shit like production
\nTo say<\/p>\n
We love to chew on their bones
\nFor they test
\nOur soul and our guts
\nWe feel we are blessed
\nBy the torment and vileness
\nNo cow can provide
\nNo chicken no pig
\nIt’s the greatest divide<\/p>\n
We are the multitude
\nNumb to the core
\nUnder the weight of such
\nBlood and gore
\nThe gristle may glisten
\nThe blood loss doth cheer
\nThe snot and the piss
\nIs running from here<\/p>\n
It’s really inevitable
\nHow we all feel
\nTime waits for no one
\nThe extension of real
\nThe ephemerality passing our way
\nTransient consciousness
\nImmortal some say<\/p>\n
In a world of deceit
\nWhere the majority are
\nLonging for love
\nWanting to scar
\nEvery heart in the shadows
\nEvery soul in the mix
\nEvery innocent angel
\nThat they try to fix<\/p>\n
Is there any future
\nBeyond the dark womb
\nWhat is our destiny
\nIs it just doom
\nThe resurrection coming
\nWe hear
\nJust around the corner
\nThe great mists of fear<\/p>\n
Since time immemorial
\nLife seems to be
\nA primitive end
\nCouched in depravity
\nA vast interruption
\nOf spirit designed
\nTo be torn a’sunder
\nAnd sorely aligned<\/p>\n
The pendulum swings back and forth
\nAnd each feels
\nTheir own darkest tragedy
\nWhich then reveals
\nA spasmodic wavering
\nA flickering light
\nThe end of ones era
\nThe ongoing night<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
City of sin That is YULIN It’s people are cruel And insane They steal people’s dogs They deceive and they spoil They torture and slaughter They deep fry in oil They bludgeon to death They strip off their skin They … Continue reading