All posts by satoripublishing2013

The Family Tomb

Your husband gets on top of you as if
He’s going to pray
You lie there frozen stiff
Nothing else to do or say;
The rocking motion only reminds you of
Your immortal schooldays when
Boys tore your knickers off
And injected you with sweet pain …
 
People like you are all the same
You start with the best of intentions
Family tradition is chiefly to blame
And cowardice …  which no-one mentions;
Your father’s disease and your mother’s poison
Were inherited by you while still in the womb
And in turn you’ll be taught to pass them on
Your children too must be buried alive in the family tomb …
 
All your material possessions
Have bought you security
All your empty exhibitions
Earn my hateful pity;
You were never brave enough
To cut the cord and fly
You rejected the boy who gave you love
Now your heart must wither and die.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Snow White

 
Snow White, once you were the epitome of all I could want
Now I wouldn’t even piss on you, you shitty cunt
You used to hold your nose whenever I came near
Now you’ve got my head in your mouth, my dear
– Suck it –
 
Mummy and Daddy set sail and conquered the world
Planning to pass it on to their little boy and girl
All the atrocities that were committed in your name
But you never spoke out
Because they appealed to your vanity
 
Snow White, aren’t you ashamed of your history?
People are still dying as a result of your legacy.

                                                                                                           
A nation of shopkeepers united to create the Supreme Capitalist
Bible in one hand and a gun in the other fist
They exploited, robbed, and killed to get hold of the purse-strings
Your grandfathers were Top Dog only because of the business
 
Your short-sighted, narrow-minded, pigheaded vanity
Made you, Your Majesty, believe it would last for eternity
The British Empire was built on sand
The tide of Time has washed it away
You’ll be submerged sooner than you think
Learn to swim – or sink
 
Snow White, you were not ordained by any god to rule anybody
Each and every Darkie can satisfy and lord it over your body.

 
Snow White, you’ve got oceans of blood on your hands
The ghosts of the dead have risen seeking vengeance
We gloat at the falling of the mighty through their own folly
Now it’s our turn to rob you and go home with all your lolly
 
Please realise your slaves are now your masters –
Once upon a time you spat on my ancestors
Did you really treat my father like that?
Well, you know what you and your daughters can expect!
 
Snow White, we’ve played it to your rules long enough
Now we’re beating you at your own game  –  tough.

Your song is played out, Miss Piggy
(That old bulldog isn’t barking so loud now)
Now I’m paying your piper to play my tune
Snow White, you love it when I walk all over you
Your white man can’t even dream of
The things I can actually do – to you
 
I’m going to knock you down and fuck you
To shock you out of your complacency
Your song is played out, Miss Heavenly
Angel child, you must come back down to earth
You were sentenced at the moment of your birth
You must be punished for the worst sin:
You were born with a white skin
 
Snow White, the salty seeds of Truth are hard to swallow
But swallow them you must  –  right now.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Paki Brown

 
Paki Brown, you’re a harmless-looking powder
But you do more damage than a ton of gunpowder
Just one gram is such a heavy load
You blow off my head every time you explode;
Paki Brown, you really turn me on
You’re such a joyous poison
I’m trapped in the instant you set me free
Paki Brown, you’ll be the death of me.
 
Paki Brown, you’re making the big guns filthy rich
But you’re killing me slowly inch by inch
Once I chased your dragon with every breath
Now your dragon is chasing me to a slow death;
Paki Brown, you’re distributed by pillars of society
They’re getting fat off my painful ecstasy
You’re the only one who can orgasm my whole body
Beautiful poison, you’ll be the death of me.
 
Paki Brown, you’re a High Priest spreading the habit
Your burning sermon says our lives are empty without it
We take a daily trip to your temple of doom
A one-way journey that will be over soon;
Paki Brown, without you I’ve got the world on my shoulders
With you and without you it’s pure bloody murder
Paki Brown, you never fail to make me feel carefree
Sweet, sweet poison, you’ll be the death of me.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

In Memoriam

 
Give me full possession of your body and soul
And, just like that great Mughal,
To show you I’m no run-of-the-mill lover
I’ll build the Taj Mahal for you twice over …
Though it too would erode as time went by
Therefore I’ll write your name on every star in the sky.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Beyond Compare  

Let Shakespeare compare his love to a summer’s day
Your worth can only be appreciated on a winter’s night
White snow, black ice, cold winds cannot hold sway
Your warm, warm body wrapped around mine so tight;
 
When you move the world stops to stare
You give me strength – and make me weak
Flowers are fair, diamonds are rare
But you are unique.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Father and Son

 
The stamp of failure is on my face
The brand of shame is on my eyes
The sign of rejection is in every place
 
I’m a foreigner in my own country
I’m a stranger among my own people
I’m an outcast by my own family
 
My sorrow is too great for it to be spoken
All my faith and dreams are shattered
There is no hope, nothing for the forsaken
 
You broke my heart in two
The moment you said you didn’t care for me
I stopped caring for myself too
 
Your subtle rejections cut like a knife
The damage is irreparable
You have scarred me for life
 
Just because I didn’t live up to your expectation
You should have still loved me as a father
All I ever wanted was to love you as a son.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Sexy Mama

 
Hey, pretty mama, what you cooking tonight
You got the recipe, babe, wrap it around your man
It’s the way to his heart
 
Get you some sugar
Add a little spice
Cook it in your pot
Very nice
 
Sweet mama, you’re soft as a flower
Let your daddy sail across your water
You know he’s got good taste
Hand it to him on a plate
 
Stir it in rhythm 
One two, one two
Jelly roll it to him
And he will meatball it to you
 
Sexy mama, try a new dish tonight
Don’t lose your man, babe, keep him fresh
Like he was at the start
You got the recipe, babe, wrap it around your man
It’s the way to his heart.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Gypsy Girl

I felt the heat
The moment I walked in the door
You had kicked off your shoes
And you were out on the floor
 
Dance on, dance on, gypsy girl.
 
Love the way you come on
The way you run your tongue over your lips
And the way you close your eyes
When you grind your hips
 
Jerking, bucking
Across the floor
Swaying, gliding
Light as a shadow
 
We all follow you with our eyes
Nobody can touch you – nobody
With your dress flying up above your thighs
Clinging to the curves of your dancing body
 
With your eyes flashing
And your hair flying
You got the crowd behind you
Everybody’s connected
They’re all feeding off
Your wild, wild energy
 
Gypsy girl
You got hot blood
Running through your veins
You got something
No-one could ever hope to tame
 
Dance on, dance on.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Your Name On It

I was in a crowd but you stood out
My eyes popped and my heart began to shout
My hair stood on end, a fevered brow underneath
My lungs gasped for air, I could not breathe
My stomach in knots, my future began to unravel
My knees began to knock, your road I must travel
My feet began to walk in your direction
Every part of me ready for easy action.

I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it
I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it.

You must be artistic, I’m patently drawn to you
You must be acrobatic, I’m head over heels for you
You must be hypnotic, I’m cross-eyed over you
You must be magnetic, I’m so attracted to you.

I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it
I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it.

I was in a crowd but now I stand apart
The sweetest thief picked my chest, stole my heart
She scrambled my senses, broke down my defences
She juggled my emotions, jumped over my fences
She switched off my gravity, I lost control
She turned on my body, she touched my soul
Sweet darling, you have set my blood on fire
It will take a lifetime to satisfy this desire.

I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it
I’ve got a hard-on with your name on it
I want you to come, and sign it.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

Kismet

Some people call it Fate, other’s Destiny
Some say it is Written, other’s Mystery
A billion to one to be in the same place
A million to one to glance at each other’s face
Time stood still as the cards were dealt
A choir of angels sang how our hearts felt
The stars were lined up in a certain way
The gods decreed we would meet this day.

Our eyes met
Kismet
Our hearts met
Kismet
Our lips met
Kismet.

Our journey in love has just started
The caravan of love has departed
True love will bloom and flower
Who could have foretold this hour?

Our eyes met
Kismet
Our hearts met
Kismet
Our lips met
Kismet.

Your almond eyes, sweet lips of wine
Your electric thighs, perfume so divine
Your smile, a poet’s dream come true
Heaven on earth just for me and you
And to think we met by chance
Our fate was sealed with a glance
The stars were lined up in a certain way
The gods decreed we would meet this day.

Our eyes met
Kismet
Our hearts met
Kismet
Our lips met
Kismet.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.

You Are My Obsession

You are my obsession
I want your possession
My blood set on fire
You are my heart’s desire
I want your possession
You are my obsession.

A million other girls will never do
Who else could ever compare with you
I will renounce the whole world
For me there is only one girl
I will woo her till I win her
I will not take ‘No’ for an answer
I will sing a song of true love
Write your name on the stars above.

You are my obsession
I want your possession
My blood set on fire
You are my heart’s desire
I want your possession
You are my obsession.

I place my heart at your feet
I want to worship a girl so sweet
I swear my eyes will not stray
I pledge my heart will not betray.

You are my obsession
I want your possession
My blood set on fire
You are my heart’s desire
I want your possession
You are my obsession.

My sight is locked onto you
My finger is cocked ready to …
Shoot me, boot me, do not deny me
Roast me, toast me, do not fry me
Another day I cannot stay alive
Another night I cannot survive
My soul will never be able to rest
Till my heart beats in your tender breast.

You are my obsession
I want your possession
My blood set on fire
You are my heart’s desire
I want your possession
You are my obsession.

(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.