in your blood
crawl sick white things.
Step with me now
- a brother -
step into the machine.
(So what did you expect -
several thousand years of racist genes
exorcised by aspirin?)
Through these doors
- don't bump your head -
have a seat.
You may fasten your own straps
- or I will -
as you choose.
And let us see now
- you and I -
just how we exit.
Are you ready
white man,
white brother?
Turn on the switch
Mr. Cleaver, Mr. X.
Aahhhh...
GERONIMO!
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