A reprimand from the absent guest at the A.G.M

You invited yourself along and all that you do came too. Carolyn’s shrub, wet with pain, you passed by as if you wore the night like a fairy tale. Now what have you done with the oyster of your mouth? Counting the steps of my vertebrae up to the moon that rattles in my brain amongst the deadwood of words; A white lie in the dream of corridors echoed through the old building like a rampant albino nettle. The piano played like a skeleton in the hunger of my heart; the music was a dark closeted room of loneliness; Despairing in the maze of rooms in my identity of ice and fire. A spoil of war put at your feet by the red ghost of love.

How often unfairness drags me through prison walls laughing
How often has unfairness blunted my own words in my own heart?

Tired alone and defeated by the stress of cats mewing in my brain
I left you to the spoils of war fashioned out of the ivories of my bones.

Now you have formed a mystery with me
Your inbred arrogance slips through the closed door like bath water.

I can hear the voices of the roses inside
But all I’m given are the pledges of distant voices.

My imagination is plastic and it is clay
It is formed into whatever you want it to from.

If I were a man made of glass windows
The world would see the fool inside in his red fur coat.

But it seemed like a normal day to Jehovah
And I seemed like a grain of sand in a fire.

 

2000

Peace in the East

Please click on the link to hear an impression of the song

The remembrance of the end of the great war, a war to end all wars, except the politicians lost the point of with the treaty of Versailles. A documentary on TV showed how the Allied politicians wanted to punish the German people and cause them pain with sanctions that caused the new generation humiliation and resentment.

It was the alliances and the treaties between the different nations of Europe that brought each nation into conflict after the assasination of the archduke that grew into a world war. Nation rising against nation and kingdom against kingdom.

Can present day world politics cause another collision of interests .

This November month is the centenary of the end of the War To End All Wars. This song I wrote fifteen years ago around the time of the mid-east “conflict”.

Peace in the East, lyrics

chorus

Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed.

bridge

These could be such happy days
These could be our best
Talking peace from north
Talking peace from east to west

Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed

verses

If you were cast adrit my friend
Upon the open seas
Could you steer the boat my friend
And make all people free

Peace in the east, peace in the west
Peace for the poor, peace for the oppressed

If you were a farmer
Whose ground was very tough
Could you reap a harvest
To feed the world with love

Peace in the East, peace in the west
Peace on the right, peace on the left

 

 

 

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