Across The Tracks
Flush out the twitching fascists from their privileged towers of capital power
Hang out the headscarves like flags of insurrection
Pie fly five o who blow up young asteroids
And bring the double dealing, poison elite to their knees
The fat cock wallets of global war machines can easily
eradicate world poverty
Send out love bombs and peace grenades
with magic keys to free all slaves
Knock down the walls of human apartheid
preach unity between Jew and gentile
Crack the corrupt system –
make the power chieftains listen
The long arm of the law always
right hooks the poor
while bombastic billionaires ejaculate their way to freedom
Expose the inside silt of toilet lies
And the unlawful murder of truth provocateurs
Aaron Swartz wizard of the web
cyber pioneer hung by his belt –
they said it was suicide
prosecutors unwilling to compromise, so we
lost a dreamer, real rainmaker of our times –
Open the doors with mercy
Unclasp the chastity belt of ignorance
and let the curtain down on those big caboosed botox bikini babes – with cash fed
pouts and rhinestone vaginas
Leave the smoking rooms of stale cigar paymasters
splattered with the dysentery of broken families –
drowning in debt – ‘home ,’ is a storm drain in Vegas
or a bed on a bench in a public park
a pile of grey flowers on the calloused heel of the city
a shop front, a waste pit, in the dark
Open the show with fake promises and tired white rhetoric
as high fire – sharpie stencilled soldiers, burn through parchment onto
the battle field their eating flesh – red bellies bursting –
Ox-cart hands now calamine pink –
Matchstick limbs snapped like twigs on a gangrene landscape
Attack the thick lipped grin of motor mouthed demagogues
Can you hear the diesels humming?
Time to cross – get to the other side
And occupy!
Occupy your life your world your soul.
Saira Viola
Spot on!
Comment by Dave Allen on 16 September, 2016 at 9:11 am