This rebellious age
This incomplete language
Decentered our being
The philosophy of our university
Takes a step away from our hero
To the response of sultan of America
Who built wall against humanity.
Our heads are being set
Into the holes of racing machine
Where our eyes see running images
& multi-madding & if a letter is not well shaped
We will get multi-cutting
With multi-axes from constituted authority.
We are in expanded cage
We cannot really go out
We cannot really shout out
We have one thousand multi-media
We have one thousand multi-exits
But the science is a fictional Noah’s Ark
& a reality pedagogy of oppression.