Two men proposed to marry her
No option she had but to bow to the offer
Two men promised to love her
She said the promises were good enough for her
Two men sounded quite convincing
She was ready to feel how convincing
Two men asked for time and patience
She was calm and patient
Two men said she had myriads of aches and pains
She explained it was pains and aches left behind by her former owners
Two men set out to serve her in turns
She agreed on a double-track terms
Biology cloned for them adopted offspring
This one and his siblings
That one and his fingerlings
They were brought up to be Democracts and Patriots
But they grew up to be Hawks and Invincibles
They drank a bile to grow vile
Vicious and Vigilante
They learned to be partisans…pitching against each other’s camp
They carried a knife…crying at each other’s throat
Biochemistry cursed them with a serious malaise of mistrust
They were alloted eight each time
To battle to settle their mettle
The eight for the green lane
Produced green pastures of grain
It was only for the ones with green in their veins to glean
The eight for the blue lane
Produced ample pastures of grain
It was only for the ones with blue in their veins to gain
Meritocracy then gave way to moneycracy
Moneycracy enhanced profligacy
Profligacy promoted arrogance
Arrogance ignored the motherland
II
It was a marriage arrangement for two men to alternate
Alternating every eight
But breaking after every four
Accounting after every eight
But returning after every eight
It was just a manifesting presence
Manifesting a manifesto
Massaging a manifesto
Abandoning a manifesto
—after manifesting a mess
—in the Demon’s Crazy Mess
All inflicted upon the motherland
III
You can heat your cake and halve it
You can also heat your cake in halves
But you cannot bake your cake in halves
