Nightmare

When conscience caps the crown,
tool-toothed to thrown,
foreigners finally falls...
visibility of coincidental calls

One out of pride
might bid for a bride
...dry her unders in a market place
for the early earth to embrace.

might thread the tracks
on the backs
of lies locked;
bids once blocked
might unleash the art of  assault,
and whistle her fault.

When the deal
senses the seal,
When the bid
like a did

raids its roots,
and save the shoots