Mr. Taylor: Hack and Stack Them High

Mr. Taylor: Hack and Stack Them High
Liberian ex-President Charles Taylor

African injustice (1991-2002)

Bag the limbs little boys,
Bring them to Mr. Taylor
Like a bag of toys—;
Sierra Leone’s diamonds…
Is what it’s all about?—
And the merciless killer king,
President Charles Taylor
And his monstrous boy scouts.
Hack and stack their bodies high
Axes and machetes will do—:
Bring on the sexual slaves also,
All for the glitter of Diamonds
(as the world watches the show);
Now it time for the tribunal.


Note: It is not news; it is old history, the poem above. If it is too atrocious to read, don’t read it, we all watched it on the internet, and T.V., and radio, and did nothing about it, like in Cambodia with Pol Pot, until it was too late, after he killed three million citizens; it was always in the news, magazines, etc., it was never out of sight, nor mind for me. The world expects the USA to do something about it, but when we do, the world turns on us like bear to honey; Mr. Taylor is the same age I am, I wonder if money or its purchase power can buy him a warm cell in hell, I get the feeling he will have blankets of worms to keep him warm in those arctic cells. But it tells me something more, that since the genocide of the Jews in WWII, the world has not changed much, in that it has an easy neck to simply turn away when it wants to, feels it has to, or simply doesn’t have to get involved, got to make it to the corner McDonalds before it closes.