THE ABORIGINES

 

The lazy-minded, disappointed aborigines

suck straw, eat all that is good from the trash

cans at the extreme end of Europe, kicking

the pain with the hoof from behind, praising

themselves until they drive the dogs, too crazy

and they cause the rats, too peals of laughter

at the hour of the starvation, at the hour

of the lamentation without any scream,

the aborigines catch them and crucify them

on the iPhones, knock them down off the cross

on the warm beds and they could pray

to the smiling decaying carcasses because

it’s very serious for the rats and the lazy-minded

guys to suffer together because they are the same

mammals and they are born and die in the same

way, they make love in the same way

and in the same way they eat leftovers

from the trash cans but they suck straw

differently, they see the bread covered in blood

whereas the Tirtans crammed into the state’s

offices binge eaters eat 12 times a day

and rake up all the money from the budget

with all their relatives and whores with all the traitors

they deal with the looting, with the flaying and

with the annihilation and for mercy they make

the onion lachrymose, they make the salt fleeting.