Friday, June 24, 2011

Dusk Is Dawn

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Photo by:  Dickie Gonzo @MediaClownRecords


Convex and convoluted churning tides with retribution

 Indoctrination and segregation with manipulated legislation

Executive decisions with collisions in visions

Coercive direction with targeted selection

Subjective clauses with technological pauses

A stagnant fervor leaves a future of herders

A society unwoven with a dictators slogan

Change by suggestion no future for election

 The rights of a man have already left this land

The earth now bleeds by the executive seed

 Judicial Review restructured and renewed


The Legislative is now abated
Dusk Is Dawn The Future has Spawned

Ain't No Reason







There ain’t no reason things are this way.
Its how they always been and they intend to stay.
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday. 


Preachers on the podium speakin’ to saints..
Paupers on the sidewalk beggin’ for change,
Old ladies laughing from the fire escape, cursing my name.
I got a basket full of lemons and they all taste the same,
A window and a pigeon with a broken wing,
You can spend your whole life workin’ for something
Just to have it taken away.
People walk around pushing back their debts,
Wearing pay checks like necklaces and bracelets,
Talking ‘bout nothing, not thinking ‘bout death,
Every little heartbeat, every little breath.
People walk a tight rope on a razors edge
Carrying their hurt and hatred and weapons.
It could be a bomb or a bullet or a pen
Or a thought or a word or a sentence.

There Ain't no reason things are this way.
It's how they always been and they intend to stay
I don’t know why I say the things I say, but I say them anyway.
But love will come set me free
Love will come set me free,I do believe 
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes.

Prison walls still standing tall,
Some things never change at all.
Keep on buildin’ prisons, gonna fill them all,
Keep on buildin’ bombs, gonna drop them all.
The wind blows wild and I may move,
The politicians lie and I am not fooled.
You don't need no reason or a three piece suit to argue the truth.
The air on my skin and the world under my toes,
Slavery stitched into the fabric of my clothes,
Chaos and commotion wherever I go, love I try to follow.

Love will come set me free
Love will come set me free, I do believe
Love will come set me free, I know it will
Love will come set me free, yes.

There ain't no reason things are this way
It’s how they always been and they intend to stay
I can't explain why we live this way, we do it everyday.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Malevolent Love


Love is supple yet firm driving passions to burn

It’s the breathtaking and splendid leaving emotions blended

Love’s influence is grand with a grip like quicksand

It heaves at one’s sentiment with no vacancy left to rent

It swallows one’s mind darkening all of your time

Love razes one’s essence leaving only a shell in remembrance

We fall in the wake and tremble at its quake

We must come to understand that Love has dual hands

Be cautious if wandering for Love’s might is laundering

It may remain all eternity whilst plaguing uncertainty

Tread gently now dear fellow and fear Love’s excruciating bellow. 

Monday, June 20, 2011

Brett Dennen: The Holidays Are Here and Were Still At War




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Pilgrims in the parking lot
Arteries clogged with blood clots
Pushing through the aisles of department stores
Neon crosses and Christmas lights
Credit card debts and brand new bikes
The holidays are here and we're still at war

The rabbi reads from the testament
The banker gazes at the year's investments
Salvation santa's solicit for the poor
Deception of democracy
The philanderings of faux foreign policy
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Smoggy skies and fixed elections
Injustice strikes from all directions
People with their backs against the floor
Looking for someone to set us free
A king with fists like Mohammad Ali
The holidays are here and we're still at war

A mother knows what is best for you
Even though it's hard to listen
Your father knows he can count on you
Though you couldn't count on him

Christopher Columbus knew
Vasco De Gama and Magellan too
The profits of oppression grow like never before
All hail to the captalist thief
And mourn your lost ones and covet our grief
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Hurricane waters ravage southern towns
And black and brown people are left to drown
While the White House and the emergency management agency ignores
Victims seek shelter in the Astrodome
And the National Guard says 'Don't go home'
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Police officers hassle the homeless
Domestic disputes, alcohol and violence
The jailhouse opens wide its door
A corporation cuts a million employees
And the factory is moving overseas
The holidays are here and we're still at war

A mother knows what is best for you
Even though it's hard to listen
Your father knows he can count on you
Though you couldn't count on him

Jesus sheds another tear
Into a sea of two thousand years
Into the eve of a new year once more
Tears of joy, resolutions of sorrow
Toast to health and wealth tomorrow
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Religious wars and domination
World trade and globalization
The prices of petroleum soar
Lonesome churches are packed with sinners
Non-believers and new beginners
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Say a prayer for the less fortunate
Prisoners and soldiers you never have met
Understand what it is they're fighting for
Say a prayer for your enemies
Say a prayer for the victims and their families
The holidays are here and we're still at war

Yes, the holidays are here and we're still at war