Can we see what we do, or do we just chase gold ?
Comfy in our little zone, or do we see the cold ?
Watching death around our patch, like some weird cartoon ;
Hoping that it doesn’t come, at least not very soon.
Miles away from agony, until it hits the screen.
Then only for a moment, then we’ve overseen.
Our minds are touched, but then we’re bored,
Or scared and so we zap the ghastly gore.
Armchair witnesses of the world, aloof from reality
All that’s left to understand the answer is just ourselves maybe
Untroubled by the pain , we’re far away, but TV close.
Internet connected, a click away, to post ideas online
The world’s an expert , shed a tear, spread some fear,
« It’s terrible », « don’t you know » « we’re powerless »
But change starts internally, not government or policy
I watch the smoke from chimney stacks
Its hot cloud waft of wasted heat
Would fill the pens of a thousand hacks
And almost never fill the sheet
They drift up , then left, then right,then back
Which way to go, the wind decides
Just like us, the clouds they lack
Any substance and all the facts
Where we go, and what we say
Corporations organise governments thus
We don’t decide our life each day
Democracy is just passive lush
We have ,no plans, no vision , no belief nor ideas ,
Just make a profit ,make a margin
People don’t matter,or countries, that’s clear ?
Got to cross the line first if you want to win.
Throw them to the wolves or drag
Ideas to divert them from the scent
Tell them that the debate is deep
Keep them numb and well meant
Gaze into the belly-button,gaze into the hole
And all you’ll see is fluff,fluff,fluff
Questions empty with meaning and ideas stole
Away from keepers then twisted so enough
That in the false light of the media they seem so beautiful
But on closer inspection they are just shallow
Imagination has it’s boundary, fearful
Ideas already proven empty and hollow
Come back again to spoil our route
The reason forgotten in the thrust
Of communication when we are mute
And policies which are just unjust
The pathway is chosen to our minds
By companies whose choice is cost
Price but not as the consequence unwinds
And the rest is sacrificed to frost
So in the end we wait for change-but passive us
Act now and take control of you
Destiny’s path is self made stuff
Show the people what to do.
Crawl through all the thick and dross
Fight the path to freedom’s truth
Lips are dry from bitter dust
And hopes are spent from wasted youth
We don’t question what we buy
Nor its production place today
The lowest wages question why ?
The little children’s bleeding hands
Made in somewhere else today
The cost of production here’s to high
In low cost countries profits pay
With low aspirations, respect will die
The mystery is why such guiltless tranquillity
The ticking clock of all our lives
The effortless switch of history
The chance to spin eternal lies
« We want to win the war » they said
But in its wake there was the blood
And every drop was shyly shed
And every hope was in the mud
They came back home draped in a flag
Silently they passed through streets of shame
No really gave a fag
And no-one really took the blame
They fought for what ? For History’s fame ?
The pages of the books repeat
All that’s left is all that remains
Forgotten again, till death they meet.
Soldiers, wasted, like school boy’s games
Lined up inside the playground of their minds
And each battalion are just toys
And all the lives are just white lines.
Crosses on the empty fields
With only sorrow for a bride
Wage war against the clinging weeds
When tomorrow claims its pride
We fight ourselves with bitter breath
And cut our very souls with spite
When into battle our shields,our wealth
Go avidly , the cause of might
Victims of ourselves we are
The crumbled leaves in debris town
The hunger of the innocent by far
Was caused by greed’s renown
They pray and hope for peace inside
Tranquil temples of their minds
Deaf to begging’s desperate tides
Blind to reality’s simple signs
We want peace ?We want war ?
We want change ?We want the same ?
We want what ?Just more and more ?
We want calm ?We want shame ?
We need to step back and t say
Where the line lies in the sand
From being free and giving way
To take up responsibility’s stand
Fight no more ! Tire ye not !
Against aggression fear and pain
The finger slips and not a jot
Of difference there was to gain
Empty gestures in the end
They joined up and knew the price
Back in boxes, empty hands
Empty bodies , freedom’s dice
So we plan for another way
But naive are those who think it so
Doomed to greed, to war, to say
The same message spat from long ago
Larkin’s man is alive and well
With misery in every bowl
Pass around famine’s gruel
Hand on the pain, remove the soul
Throw the dust back to the earth
And give back pain and helplessness
Don’t expect any love or truth
From lips blistered by forgetfulness
The soldiers path is cracked and dry
The battle has been fought and lost
The flags bare and tattered lie
The bodies broken count the cost
All youth is doomed, its anthem sung
Cut down as poplars in Hopkin’s wake
War is lost, the game begun
Stuttering steps , which road to take ?
On paper full of promises
The signatures were scratched
But signed with pens and not with hearts
The charter was half hatched
Into dry dust, forgotten there
In some backwater of a place
Where no one remembers where
Forgotten, lost without a trace
Administration’s machine it turns
The laws like sausages produced
The taste perhaps, for it some yearn ?
But listen to the instrument’s sound
They play what tune ?What sound is that ?
I’ve heard it somewhere else I’m sure
The public though,sleeps like a cat
And History was ‘just before’
We change and change and change again
We haven’t any clue
What medicine to take today ?
Or shall we sniff some glue ?
Like hamsters in our little cage
We run around the wheel
Watching life’s empty page
While eating the last meal.
Children’s eyes, desiring seek
A meal to calm the gnawing pain
Every minute of every week
The children ask « What’s to gain ? »
We seek revenge for past wrongs
Passed on to us by long dead foes
Holding the hate for too long
It burns us with its fiery coals
Burn up, burn out, burn wide our hate
Burn deep, burn deep inside
The flames around every heart
Are pumped by bellows wide.
Reasons to kill someone, today will be supplied
Like some strange instruction delivered in the night
The meanings clear, just take a look inside
Join up the screws, and bolts and join the fight.
When terrorists hate so much
They kill themselves to kill us
With breast implants full of death
The breast gives life, not sour milk
What war we fight is for us to chose
The war against ourselves
To change our lives and others too
The future on it depends
There isn’t any hope today
Give up and go to bed
In your dreams the truth is said
But in the light we lose the way
Enough ! Enough ! There isn’t more.
I haven’t any strength
To go to battle or to war
Or to fix the fence
What dreams are these ? Deep down inside
Nothing ever grows
Except futility’s poison pool besides