By Jurgen Namupira
The Black Insider
Who got his things and left,
In pursuit of the Black Sunlight
Probably tired of this House of Hunger
Traversing through the Cemetery of Mind
Contemplating -
When Comrade Dracula Joins the War
And the lies spread
At Lancaster House Dressing Table.
He wrote a Tuesday Prologue For Bettina
Reminding of The Oracle Of The Povo,
Another Punk Poem he wrote For Bettina
Sitting on the Bar Stool
With Angry Tenderness,
"Who's Used My New Ransack!?" He asked
Maybe I should write to him too,
Let him know
THE Old Man Died
Beneath The wheels Of The Twenty first Century,
The same he prophesied Is Happening To My Generation
This poem is also published on Parrot Release