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The Military Parade

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I’m not sure where this comes from. Just more idealistic pacifist bullshit, I suppose.

Is it just me, or do these ghastly displays of military hardware and rows and rows of robotically obedient marching adolescents make others sick to the stomach? Isn’t it about time we stopped comparing the sizes of each other’s dicks? Was Darwin wrong? Are we evolving at all?

Especially now when we witness one little boy’s ego throw the world into turmoil is it not time to simply say no?

Guns do not make us strong. They camouflage our weakness.

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No.

I will not raise my hand

in anger.

Or to hold up your ego

I will not be your fist

or your Frankenstein.

Nor hide my humanity

behind a flag or an anthem or a uniform.

For I have witnessed the birth of evil,

and will not nurture its offspring

nor speak it’s native tongue

nor follow it to foreign lands.

I will not sit at it’s table,

drink it’s wine

and share it’s breath.

For the taste of death

is the same in any language.

 

 

 

 

 

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More of the same.

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A silly creation of mine just came back to haunt me on another site. I think it was some time ago and in response to someone discussing the concept of ‘ghosting’.

I may have already posted it here. I can’t remember. So you probably can’t remember either.

So …..

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One morning
Eating buttered toast
With the girl
I like the most
And with my chewing
So engrossed
Not noticed
She’d become a ghost
It’s not just that
She didn’t care
My darling
Wasn’t even there
The smell of perfume
Everywhere
But she had vanished
Into air
Oh the horror!
Oh the pain
All my love had been
In vain
She left me
On the midnight train
And she’s not
Coming back again
She’s gone forever
Now I see
A ghost is all
Transparency
Was it her?
Or was it me?
No matter
What will be will be

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We Got The Band Back Together

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For no particular reason.

Just trying to get our minds off things – things like Bondi Beach and racism and guns and hate. On a day when nothing makes sense this song doesn’t either.

Maybe it means that there’s no shame in not being heard, that your own truth need only be audible to yourself. No one should have to listen.

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Achievements? Zero, No-one’s hero

no applause, no fame, no glory,

I walk alone, without a throne, a song without a story.

No magic cape, no great escape

Credits fade to black

No blood’s been bled, just look ahead

No point in looking back

 

I told the truth, back in my youth,

With no-one there to hear.

Now as a ghost, my only boast,

Is ‘no-one’s lying here’.

 

No speech, no toast, no lies,

no slender alibis

It comes as no surprise

No-one laughs and no one cries

No cheering crowd, no grand parade,

The shadows fade, no life’s been made

 

I told the truth, back in my youth,

With no-one there to hear.

Now just a ghost, my only boast,

Is ‘no-one’s lying here’.

I tried to stand, had nothing planned

My only grace, an empty space

Nothing to fear when nothing’s clear

‘Cause no-one’s lying here

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