Last posted on 6/25/2012, titled “Oppressing Them: A How-To Guide.”  Original posting 4/7/2010.

Dog them early while the scent of sulfur builds.
Maze the rules they must play by until loopholes become jaws.
Stack them till your God approves of the height of the pile.

Open their prison doors and pour in hot oil and lingering fame.
Approve their paroles in a voice of long chains.

Denounce them at the whiff of impure thought.
Relegate their romances to the dustbin of hysteria.

Imagine them as moldy bread.
Bite mincing mouthfuls from them till they spit back.
Reject their strapping response to infractions.

Blow them rat kisses.
Darken their doorsteps.
Assume their pleasures for your own.
Assume their pleasures are your own.
Burn their books.

Starve them.
Own them.
Remove them from their lands.

Speak of universal love only when they aren’t there to hear.

Steal their women for a cabaret of night monkey wars.
Splay their men’s genitals upon a flea market blanket.
Drown their children in salt.

Rend their garments.
Bruise their heels.

Revise their gods.
Bivouac where they pray.
Infiltrate them when they attempt to remake their own worlds.

Give them names to conceal the names with which they were born.

Carry a sponge to sop their servant blood from your white loins.
Blacken their teeth until yours are moonlike in comparison.

Honor them with caricatures while you shred their portraits.
Play their music in your nurseries.

Wear their feathered robes. 
Drop their bastardized secrets on the tiles of your temple.

Cut off their water.
Tell them the righteous can live on dew alone.
Suck their grass dry.
Watch their tongues get crisp.

Then, and only then, let your mercy rain down upon them as a mighty river.