In Sparrow Park

Standing high in Sparrow Park watching people below
Seeing them scurry, rush, run, old, young, friend and foe
Dashing about, heads down, don't slow down, hey, let's go!
Escape to the great tomorrow, flee from all your woes
Destroy the unbidden thought in case it lays you low
Cram your mind with useless things you don't even need to know
Obliterate each moment, forbidding doubt to grow
Consume more and more each day, nothing you forego
Television, entertainment, images are shown
Half-thoughts, slogans, half-digested, sanity lies prone
Radio, magazines, computer screens, my mind is blown
Celebrities more real than people that you know
Conformity, normality, like cannabis is grown
You don't believe your eyes, you believe what you are shown
Dog eats dog, consume each other, pick each other's bones
Each man and woman has a boss, does what they are told
Bosses we must obey, submissive, keep your eyes low
Success is sucking up, in obedience we must grow
And if you're good, it's not fair, never boast and crow
Mediocrity, conformity, shoved right down our throats
And when mind and body cave in, keep talking on the phone!
Buy cars, sex, fun, film, pseudo-travel, sun, time to go!
Shuffle about, follow the crowd, like some zombie show
From west to east, north to south, the sea of sewage flows
Solidarity is something together we must sow
Community, reality is what we need to know
To State Power, tyranny, slavery, we must say no!
Brothers and sisters, united we say hope!

The Clock Ticks On

The house is empty, the clock ticks on
All my life I've waited for this
Tired of working, I wanted to rest
Tired of noise, the children have left
Tired of struggle, my days are bereft

I wanted to escape, the clock ticks on
Friends, enemies, lovers, they didn't last long
Nobody understood, nobody cared
Just company, nothing was shared
Now they've gone away, who knows where?

Angry, sad, alone, the clock ticks on
On my eternal bitter solitude
On my empty purposeless days
On the pointless things I never do
On me, the only person I ever knew

What earthly purpose do I serve?
What knew joy do I bring to the world?
What earthly good is my being here?
Now the days of laughter are all gone
Live or die, the clock ticks on.

Light The Fire Of Liberty

Here in Soviet Britain, Stalag U.K.
There is an Annual Regulated Fun Day
We build bonfires, send rockets into the sky
We crowd together like monkeys, not knowing why
But Bonfire Night is the legacy of times past
The celebration of peace and freedom lost
For Guy Fawkes was the enemy of Liberty
Wanted the shackles of Absolutist slavery
But England was a Constitutional nation
For three hundred years an inspiration
A beacon for the poor who yearned to be
Free from military bureaucratic tyrrany
In England you were tried by a jury
In England there was no standing army
In England you could speak as you please
No grovelling to power on hands and knees
To Totalitarian Europe we are now joined
To arbitrary power we must now conform
Armed police and I.D. Just take care!
Cameras, surveillance, fear everywhere

We, freeborn, must reclaim our legacy!
Englishmen - and women! Light the Fire of Liberty!

The Confession

I was caught out, caught out fair
By a camera and a hidden bug
While talking with friends in a pub
One was an agent provocateur

A guy walked in as we drank our beer
Wearing lipstick, heels, a dress
I sneered, said, what a mess
A sneer that is costing me dear

Why do you sneer, asked the false friend?
I suppose I despise him
For not being a real man
For my words, I must mow make amends

A man has his duties, I was heard to say
I despise his self-indulgence
His self-display, his arrogance
The price for hate speech I now must pay

A real man does not want to be a woman
A real man wants to serve her
To protect her, to die for her
Out of my mouth I am damned

A boy becomes a man when he is wed
No more selfish, but must love
Must think 'family' in all he does
I now regret what I have said

The Commissar is right in what she does say
Honoured Judge, the penalty I will pay
But I beg for mercy, if I may?
Re-education camp  -  Ninety-nine days!

The True Is A Moment Of The False

You sell me everything I dream
You tell me what it means
You colonize my every thought
Emotions are sold, new ones bought
Watching you, watching this, watching that
All attention. Comfortably sat?
Into you I am receding
No longer directly living
Fragmented views of reality
Group themselves in unity
Indirect passive pseudo-world
A representation for the herd
Inversion of life, now a thing
All is taken, nothing is given
Defined by propaganda, news
Advertise, image, pseudo-views
Model of life, entertainment
Death? It's just an embarrassment
The sun never sets on your show
No night or day, no time to go
Subjected, stunned, I turn to you
Dejected, dumb, you tell me true
No longer the person I have been
All that remains is what I've seen.

Drunk And Stoned

I was drunk and she was stoned
In her eyes I saw only sorrow
I was tired, feeling all alone
I asked her to stay till the morrow
She did not smile, just nodded her head
I wondered if she were mentally ill
If she had understood what I had said
Of her, I wanted to drink my fill

I brushed back the hair out of her eyes
From what great pain did she need to hide?
She leant her head upon me and started to cry

It was not to be as I intended it to be
Sobbing softly, she fell asleep eventually
 Leaving me to drink, on my own, thankfully.

Beauty's Curse

You smiled at me, I wondered why
Lovely woman for whom all sigh
Vision of beauty, love and grace
No fault is found on beauty's face

You smiled at me, for all my flaws
My own beauty gone forever more
I saw you for who you were
You know the secret of beauty's curse

Hunted by envy's moral sneers
Desired, hated, jeered and feared
Fleeing the ugly and their spite
Seeking the dark, fleeing the light
You always give, you never strive
You live a lie, you hide to survive