Twisted limbs with froze-on smiles
grimacing in horror piles
littering the windswept miles
breed enemy in brown eyed child
where innocence transfixed beguiles
the scar upon your wrist defiles
a world not bitter-twisted better
spoken
Decapitated nations born
to crackerjacks that carve at dawn
the curtain crow swoops ‘cross the lawn
with concrete blocks and bullets drawn
the fallen ever bleeding scorn
the righteousness of wrongs reborn
where killers blow a hollow horn still
screaming
Revolution runs a circled course
married to the first divorced
the hope of things improved gets worse
the poet and the prophet’s curse
with spit of flames and none of verse
intensified but in reverse
and still nobody’s cares beyond their
dreaming
Pissing up the wisdom wall
we play the game and fake it all
you can’t believe nothing at all
as sirens wail instead of call
deception drums the shopping mall
rejection crumbs before a fall
our spirits don’t need a lift they need
retrieving
Shallow fools mistake a stare
for meaning that’s not really there
your TV permeates the air
with flaccid tongue conditioned hair
polluted portents everywhere
draw rainbow rages from despair
images of hate impaired now are
deceiving
Messages inveigle minds
whose eyes can’t see beyond the blind
of media infiltration signs
corrupting conscience never mind
religion has no path to find
when preachers have an axe to grind
and mankind is divided in
believing
Freedom shakes a puny fist
at men who’s names fall from the list
the point of love’s been sorely missed
no hand to hold just ass to kiss
sucking poison from this cyst
of truth entwined where lies persist
all desecrating politics and
scheming
No fortune teller phone to ring
no Ku Klux Klein ad underling
no Jimmy Choo shoed feet to swing
no Lennon, Marx or anything
devoid of all imagining
like sheep we’re backed into the ring
by dogs that live to bite the hand that’s
feeding
And those times – they never changed
It may be proven in the words upon this page
And it’s not alright Ma
– it’s demeaning.
Author notes
Bob Dylan inspired. This week another name will fall from America's list. I shake my two puny fists at him and pray that I will not be doing the same in another term or two. Please vote sensibly and remember that is you who are your country's rulers. Should dictatorial, detatched, donut-dogma begin to run riot again, then consider it your duty to shake 250 million pairs of puny fists in the face of any spent President and cast him/her to the winds of your rage.
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Comments
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I usually am not a fan of rhyme, but this is done so well, not forced or distracting, I really loved this write, you've done a great job, I especially liked:
"Shallow fools mistake a stare
for meaning that’s not really there
your TV permeates the air
with flaccid tongue conditioned hair
polluted portents everywhere
draw rainbow rages from despair
images of hate impaired now are
deceiving"
thank you for taking the time to enter! -
Amen to that bro . . . I loved this take on uncle Bob's epic and the last lines in this piece speak volumes . . . keep the candle burning . . .
Marc
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Excellent write excelent and in some places bitter but sometiems bitter is good
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What a beautiful write, a great entry for this contest. A perfectly penned write with great flow and good imagery. Thank you for the entry. Keep the pen flowing...the pleasure was all mine.
Nevadapoet
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A great read. Well written and thought out and I can see where you got your inspiration from.
Slayer
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Fantastic! Anger seethed as I read this out loud - the sound is the fury. I greatly admire your ability to pull of the rhyme scheme with so many cultural references and images. Reminded me of Bob Dillon (who I love) but also of Don McClean's American Pie (of course it's much gentler than this.
Congratulations on winning the well deserved Gold trophy!
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An impressive write here! Normally I don't like the long ones but found this well worth the read. Great job and good luck in the contest!
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A bit long (but I normally like long ones). However I loathe the tuneless Zimmerman, Robert, aka you know who, yucch, yucch.
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Dear Ms Sweetlove,
You are my one view for July - that is such a shame as your comment has the potential to crash Goggle or whatever it is ridiculously called. Thank you for not liking Zimmerman Robert Aka as he has done horrid things to Zimbabaland and should never be allowed to direct another fillum.
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I wanted to sing it too. It's too bad I can't carry a tune. LOL.
Awesome write.
You have this musical lilt to your poems and you can't help but love them.
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this is a good write very well written
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looks like your sick with the revolution bug, like me. this is great commentary poetry. the best kind in my opinion. so many awesome lines, I could never quote them all.
Revolt! Be a walking revolution.
Creatress
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Wow I really love this!!! I wish you luck in the contest!!!
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I love Bobby D but poems about or referring to him rarely make it. This one does...Great version of the great man's fantastic lyric. It works really well (and yes I did try singing it!).
He must be the only real poet in popular music. A fitting tribute, well done.
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This is wonderfully intense, great write. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
♥
whisper
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very good...
wow...a tonne of good stuff happening in this piece. Stark, dark, and with a message.... But I did have some difficulty with the rhyme scheme as it is executed in the first two verses..that is offset however, by some catchy and captivating phrasing..
Yeah ma, all in all, a worthy work..it's alright.
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Interesting piece to say the least. I normally don't like too much rhyme; but this was a flowing piece. I could imagine you singing it out loud.
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It's all right, Ma, I can take it, this is a brilliant remake of Dylan's classic, and your rage is intense and maintained. Some wonderful lines here,/the poet and the prophet's curse/, /pissing up the freedom wall/, /no hand to hold, just ass to kiss/ and the entire penultimate stanza. Well done.
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This was intense, and strongly reminded me of Edgar Allen Poe, whom I love...I could imagine someone reading this and the intensity in his voice just getting greater and greater as you went on. Overall a really brilliant piece, wonderful flow and great use of rhyme and imagery. Bravo!
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loved it!
great language, the rhyme was excellent, and it had a really good message!
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