Our pistols are hungry
Our tempers are short,
We are the cops of the world...
Our tempers are short,
We are the cops of the world...
--Phil Ochs
--danger stands burning let's place the
ashes under a rose bush The "Remembrance Book"
under vigorous attack smoke curls romantically
from the chimneys of every bedlam-laced "patriotic"
action of "leaders in office" i.e., ANIMALS THROUGH
GREED & SELFISHNESS DARKLY & the water is muddied
"ahead of its time" The circus animals should be
doing the training (braining) learning that we must
plunder & never remain "lifeless" (a simple injection
of the simple & effective) "Should I smile at
strangers?" "Desecrate their beautiful landscape?"
"Consider themselves no better than the milk man?"
"Do you believe that people who have odd or private
interests must be snobs?" The days of living
"stretched out" far between neighbors with room for
lawns between houses is over Humanity placing
its short-term satisfaction ahead of society's needs
"non-socialized individuals increase in number"
ending up in chaos or a police state Some say
The White House has become a brothel
with the acclaim of its "generous hospitality"
& casserole informality Where is the intellectual
sterility? There's gasoline on my hands
The motor inside of my head revvs prevails in
much of the rest of the country Others say
that The White House is "haunted"
Sir Thomas Browne said that one could
locate a "ghost" simply because of the
"sulphurious" furious smell Think of
Carl Jung who adopted Philemon "servents
of the gods" in Greek Mythology as his
"spirit guide" with whom he claimed to have carried
on conversation just as Socrates did
with his "daimon" & Cromwell with his "personal devil"
Is it any wonder that there is such confusion
& misleadings? A man strolls along threads through
a block of Marxist engineers who are learning to be ants
learning calisthetics learning to put together
their learning: what else? Rumors echo throughout
the block about a drunk Marxist-Leninist white woman
who is ranting & raving about how her husband
has been untrustworthy The entire town is on "alert"
The Commander-in-Chief "makes proper calls"
from a resort from a hot vacation spot & warns that
the woman may be an "alien with nuclear weapons"
The elasticity of such a "warning" provides unforced
assurance that the odd ominous cries of a loon
from far off may or may not be diluted by
foreign missle-blast-sounds off of our nation's coasts
There was a time where there were tendencies
to prefer an Insider's outlandishness to an
Outsider's merit Too easy to be content
to be excluded from what one had regarded as
effete stagnant & undemocratic
I dreamt that I visited Seattle I jumped out
of an airplane & I still haven't landed
Patterns are set in one's childhood Those whom are
against censorship often repeat the argument that
no one was ever corrupted by a book postcard
beauty of crumbling cities Must we hammer-out
the remaining coins from the Piggy Bank?
Something (unseen) in the sky rakes over us
like lighthouse beams
