Mungo River East
Mungo River East Its legend was laid as the revered track of death All who had the (mis)fortune to go its way Go past the river Mungo especially they say Came back bruised, charred, mangled ready for earth. The very day the marriage was sealed struck tragedy The short path from Tiko had claimed its prize: all but one. Blinded, disillusioned, disoriented, she made it to the town. Still beautiful, desired, raped. For her pains no remedy. The trusted ruffian guide on her new religion burden, (Premised on justifying her agony and passivism) Lightly, gently deposes the new gadget: patriotism. Now she has all: fiction, peace (a neologism all modern). Naive elders posing as statesmen say the other demiurge, For whom thanksgiving for 3 generations is insufficient, Knows she doesn't need her sight: please purge the urge! Her progeny perplex and confuse all: not sight proficient?! Strange things happen to people east of the Mungo river. EEA 120613