grinning is the gun’s mouth
to those whose conscience
is blemished by evil and greed
go ahead, go ahead…
put inside your mouth
the cold iron barrel
or point it to your forehead
or where your evil heart is
smiling is the trigger
at the hands that plundered
silver and gold
of a nation long devoid
of glory and happiness
of a country stunted by woes
castrated by the cohorts of mammon
and rulers dancing the rigodon.

go ahead, go ahead…
passionately kiss
the protruding gun’s clit
let the slaves hear
the bullets’ joyful shouts
let your brain and skull explode
let your breast and heart bleed
and wash with your squirting blood
the face benumbed by slaps
and blows of stolen wealth
maybe your tainted honor
would be cleansed
by the drops of your blood
on the yellowish thirsty grass
maybe for a while the sun’s rays
would even shower you with flowers
and thousands of fireflies and stars
fervently would be praying and twinkling
on nights of your lavish wakes.

go ahead, go ahead…
kiss hard the gun’s lips
caress-play-press
the protruding clit
let tragedy’s honor end
the darkness lingering shame
go ahead, go ahead…
don’t hesitate anymore
your tarnished honor would rejoice
once you end your gluttonous life
we’ll even graciously decorate
with wreaths of roses and orchids
your waiting coffin and grave
for the memory and peace
of your ice-cold cadaver.

yet, we, the living dead
has long been entombed in the world
of unbearable suffering and grief
but with the sudden departure
of unprincipled mammals like you
reincarnated would be our hopes
and we the wretched of the earth
would vigorously pursue
our sacred bloody struggle
through the pitch-dark nights
till the moon and the stars
shine brilliantly on our forsaken land
till we feel finally
the caressing relaxing wind
on our bodies and limbs
as the nation
is gloriously metamorphosing.

go ahead, go ahead…
put inside your mouth
the gun’s cold barrel
and lovingly kiss
and press hard
the protruding trigger!

(My English version of my SIGE NA!)