Carrying a bouquet I quietly opened the door
On the tip of my tongue,’Surprise! Surprise!’
In that instant my heart crashed to the floor
The room was full with your ecstatic sighs
You were calling and crying out for more
He was planted, and still digging, deep between your thighs
You had your loving cup poised to pour …
I will never forget the look in your eyes.
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My heart is just an organ for pumping blood
Who made it an Authority on feeling Emotion?
What the hell does it know about Love?
Just a little muscle designed to circulate blood –
Damn you, heart, stick to your one and only function
Or I’ll tear you out and throw you in the stove!
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Speak to me and break this silence
Before it breaks my heart
Speak to me but don’t try to make sense …
All five of mine are senseless since she did depart.
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We were so happy together … for a while
And then … the warmth went out of your smile.
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Heated voices raised like the latest banner unfurled
Voices full of wind but like stones they are hurled
“Help to free Kashmir!” they urge and demand of me
Free Kashmir? … but Kashmir has always been free
It’s not the land but the people who are in chains
“Money is God”, they say, “Money can cure all known pains”
Everybody is up for sale, and aiming for the same goals
To line their pockets and safeguard their arseholes
‘Land of The Pure’ but the people stink to heaven
And showing a mirror to the common herd is an act of treason
‘Freedom’ the world over is just a façade
“Kashmir, only Kashmir” has always been Azad.
(c) Satori Publishing, 2013.
Make hay while you may
Spring has such a short stay
Summer too will soon melt away
Ripe fruit will fall and decay
So listen well to what I say
Your youth will soon fade away
If you don’t make hay while you may
You will regret it to your dying day.
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It’s been three long months since we parted
Three torturous months since you left me broken-hearted …
But now it seems as if the two of us never met
Vanished without a trace the love we once felt.
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All my emotions are shell-shocked
But my bank of tears is well locked
I will not pour out from my crying cup
I will not rant and rave till I am fit to drop
I will carry on through the rain and shine
I still have my Reason, though you are no longer mine
NO LONGER MINE!!! … Control yourself … control yourself …
The hands of Time – and your heart – were broken by her sweet self.
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This is no ordinary love affair
This is more than devil-may-care
Even the angels had better beware
When you’re in this deep
You’re bound to lose sleep
The path of love is steep
But the peak is the place to be
With you there beside me
Looking ahead – together eternally.
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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, 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.
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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.
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