Like the earth, deep down I have a molten core
of freedom, love, equality. A crust
on top, a thin veneer to reassure
you that I\'m nice, can smile, \"please pass the trust!\"
Slash through this skin, you\'ll glimpse beneath the raw
red flesh a mantle, hellish, shifting, plates
tectonic, vast blind juggernauts that smash
implacable, as tensions mount and fates

exult and flog each conflict-driven rock
into its neighbour. Contradictions clash,
and insides ripped apart, a deep hard shock
spreads pain and chaos. Blood tsunamis sweep
our shores, and envy, vengeance, hatred mock
deep Love and surface Nice. It is to weep.