Look quietly out of the corner of my eye
Paying attention to two things at a time
Slyly spying in yesterday’s mind
Spying from the corner of my eye
Out of the corner of my eye, I see
Everything that is behind me
So I walk forward into another eye
So I can play a little game of I-Spy
Out of the corner of my eye
Tag: poem
(You’re The) Afterbirth Of Life – 8th February 1984
You’re worth nothing cos no one wants you
Is it your fault? Do you want to
Change to be with the flowing crowd
But you can be – keep yourself proud
– Change for the crowd
Got no friends, nowhere to go
You can’t go to the disco
Cos you stick out like a sore thumb
If anyone sees you, you’re gonna be done
– The afterbirth of life
Do you want friends or to be alone?
Life is more fun on your own
“If no one trusts you, why trust them?”
Twisted philosophy with one problem
– Alone with yourself
Can you stand it? Do you want to?
Who do you wanna be – me or you?
Search Switches South – 2nd February 1984
The lost boats, the lost lives
Drowning souls as waves dive
Seeking refuge at the ocean’s depth
Falling in the hope of rest
Search switches south for the lonely men
Family still hope to see them again
Never found, not a ring or hair
Cos they floated north and no one did care
27th May 2023 – I was tempted to rewrite that last line but decided to leave it as written in 1984. I was inspired by learning about the Bauhaus song Terror Couple Kill Colonel which was written based on a newspaper headline. It’s not easy to find a newspaper these days to look for inspiration and looking online for similar doesn’t usually occur to me. Still, inspiration is everywhere.
Non-Comprende – 29th January 1984
I don’t understand what you say
I don’t think you’re worth it anyway
Non-comprende, what do you mean?
I think you should not be heard or seen
Last Voice – 25th January 1984
There’s a six-minute warning all over the land
Destruction of the country, it’s all been planned
A tape is playing now the councillors have gone
The last man’s voice that moans on and on
“Get to your bunker as quick as you can
You can build one now, you should have the plan
Whitewash the windows, it doesn’t cost much
And don’t worry…..we’ll be in touch”
A few minutes left til the blast explodes high above
There’s people out on the streets quickly making love
Now the bomb’s exploded and everyone has gone
But the last man’s voice drones on and on
Girl – 24th January 1984
There is a girl sitting next to me
Talking love and boys, love and boys
Manipulated by lies in her youth
Taught to pick up all the boys
Girl, it isn’t in your nature
Girl, I don’t want to hate ya
Girl, I won’t love you
Girl, not what I’d do
Ray – 19th January 1984
One of hope
When unable to cope
One of death
When nothing left
Rays that sting
Rays that sing
Ray ray ray ray
At the end of the day
Chew Your Brains – 13th January 1984
A picture of you
In front of my eyes
Blinding me with lies
A picture, hundreds of them
Screaming at me
Sending me insane, I can’t see
Been down for years, that’s all I know
Just keep thinking
But I got nothing to show
The last time I was walking tall
I was jumping from a bridge
Was saved by a man
Who put out his hand
Then he went away, left me alone
I felt alone, I felt all alone
I needed him, I wanted a friend
Just one friend to show me home
Scars, scarred
Buring like salt on a slug
Pains in my head, fucking my broken body
Sieving through my distorted logic
Gimme that knife, screw your life
What about mine? It means nothing to you
You’re doing fine
Last time I smiled was in a Halloween mask
A false face that no one looks past
Seeing only what they want you to see
Being only what they want you to be
Seeing only what they’re told to see
Being only what they’re told to be
If only they could see through me
I’m not as false as they believe
But things ain’t what they seem
Especially with your eyes closed
Open your fucking head
It’s your knife, it’s your life
But I’ll be the one who ends up dead
I was conceived at the wrong time, wrong place
It’s too late now, I’ve seen my face
All your knowledge gone to waste
On the septic tank behind my face
You call them brains
But they’re used like drains
For your filth, your scum
Your perverted waste
Your putrid odour is all I taste, all I taste
With the lips that spoke three words
I hate you or I love you
Means the same to me in your language
Cos your language is mine
Your thoughts are mine
Your mind is mine (My mind is yours)
Your body is mine (My body is yours)
Your soul is mine (My soul is yours)
You are me
So I’m gonna chew your brains
When you chew mine
Totally inspired by Henry Rollins stream of consciousness ranting on Armageddon Man by Black Flag
Rat – 10th January 1984
Nibbling ears, chewing cheeks
I’m a rat destroying the weak
The lazy old men in rocking chairs
Some in their coffins after I’ve nibbled their hair
I am the rat eating the rich
I’m not fussy about what or which
Try to catch me but I won’t be caught
Not in the rat traps you have bought
You’ll never catch me whatever you do
Don’t bother trying or I’ll destroy you
22nd May 2023 – Never let the syllable count get in the way of what wants to be said!
An Eye For An Eye – 6th January 1984
This is one the bible got wrong
If there wasn’t a bible I couldn’t write this song
If there were no lies, if there were no rules
If there were no politics, if there were no schools
The world would be bliss and I would shut up
An eye for an eye – we’re all gonna die
21st May 2023 – Is ‘an eye for an eye’ from the bible? I thought it was but I was reading Sapiens by Yuval Noah Hariri yesterday where he mentions Hammurabi and the laws of the time (1770 BC or thereabouts) and I guess they were parts of societal rules of the time that were passed on down.
Is ‘an eye for an eye’ good? Things have obviously changed over time so which is right?
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