Morning has broken, yet again I am
Woken. What the, fires an alarming toll
Poking, again n’ again. It’s 4 AM
And I am smoking, ball point on a roll
My morning broken, thought now locked n’ chained
Continuously provoking, a Go’d damned
PUSSY RIOT! PUSSY RIOT! Mocked and blamed
It’s 5.30 a pig squealed, as it burned
Mourning broke, others choked, while I chuck one
Into a rolling ashtray. Ah, smell that
Coffee. An early bird caught by a worm
Turning. The screws tighten and that is that
It’s sicks, sixteen sorry eighteen rising
Death’s Bell tolls, on and on, anon, uprising.
P.S. I was hoping to have this as a video, but my equipment said no, so I have not, and since I wish to strike while the iron is hot, here she is.
“Terrorist”, International buzz word.
Propaganda for those who are opposed
to a piece of peace. Appeasing foreword
before the whip cracks down on the deposed.
Depress, a new nine one one psychology
button. The Shepherd, teeth bared, hunts his flock.
In self defence! Your excuse for hoplology.
Burning chemist, toxic weapon half cock.
Maelstrom maestro, Machiavellian masochisms,
monstrous machismo! Ergo your ego,
murders, slaughters, sons and daughters. Schisms
pummelled left and right minded, let it go.
Echo’s thunderclap, wall to wall violence.
Your people drown in their own fluids,,,silence.