Near the Niger riverbank <br />A child swims in shallow torrents <br />Unaware that in his eyes <br />Rests a fathomless parasite <br />Who must develop and consume <br />A steady diet of his vision <br />Or face the consequence life <br />That it will inevitably parish <br /> <br />On the back roads of Capri <br />There's a colony leopards <br />Marooned for the last rapture <br />Because their flesh is bad attired <br />They receive no Christmas presents <br />From their families and friends <br />Although they do get compensation <br />When their ligaments disintegrate <br /> <br />Through a market in Karachi <br />A women hide's inside a stall <br />To escape a loving husband <br />Carrying a jar of nitric acid <br />That he'll apply across her face <br />Just to revise her opinions <br />To reinforce men have no equals <br />Huckster prophets have affirmed <br /> <br /> <br />This is a map of the world I have <br />This is a caveat travelogue caravan <br />No Hotel resorts, with complimentary soaps <br />Just basket pertaining bourgeois anecdotes <br />The Concierge service for mendicant tourist <br />Wanting the adventures of secular pilgrims <br />Enlisting the bibles of agency brochures <br />So you can have lots of fun with your map of the world<br /><br />Kevin Patrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/map-of-the-world-3/
