Des's Poetry




Bless, Damn, Bless
Bless, damn, bless
Bury, resurrect, suppress
Lock up mouths
Close down eyes
Disappropriate minds
Worship, banish, worship
You’ll get entangled
In your own impaired logic
Put it to prison and let it ooze
You’ll get forgotten
Get accused
Get cursed
Whatever comes with it is yours

Refrain;
Still we are all so desperate to fight
Against the wrong if we are right
Against the right if we are wrong
And whilst we fight the sense is gone

Beware, alert, beware
Foes are everywhere
Beseech, forsake, begone
They are everyone
It’s just the time that brought them
A new cycle of history
Inevitable round
What used to be a misery is now a privilege
What used to be a privilege is now a sin
They’ll open minds and mouths
They’ll kick their shackles off
Rewrite your Gospel
Make their own mess
But so far live
And bless, damn, bless


All There
I may fear the shades of an impending night
A capering jester comes along and makes me cry
But when you come and say it’s alright
I’m all there

I may not tell a dock from a throne
I accost the guests after everyone’s gone
But when you come and say it’s no problem
I’m all there

All there
After you
Down and out
In a stew
But all there

There’s a hundred thousand questions in my head
There’s a million denials in what I said
With the time running counter-clockwise
I don’t care

Cos I may fear the shades of an impending night
Helpless doctors all agree I’ve lost my mind
Gone out of it, be back soon. Just drop by
I’ll be there, be all there


Public Alcoholic
A public alcoholic
Is coming down the lane
But those are different spirits
Rushing through his veins

He gets intoxicated
With having public ‘round
A proud pontificator
Before annoyed crowd

I meet on every corner
I meet in every street
A public alcoholic
Proclaiming his doctrine

He’s got no time for thinking
To see his hit and miss
He’s so damn busy chasing
The followers of his

He’s such a public addict
He’s such a public myth
That when he stays alone
He drinks to drown his grief


Don’t Trust Your Eyes
Don’t trust your eyes
All they seize tonight
Will rest forever
At the back of your mind
The rustling sunrise
The thrusting daylight
The beat-up gloaming
Deceptive guise
Don’t trust your eyes

You can be brighter, you can do a favor (x2)
You can be brighter, you can cease the night
All you’ve got is phoney lies don’t trust your eyes


Fuck Commerce
verse 1;
A man-created fetish, a devil’s Trojan horse
An avid little demon in every one of us
It rears its ugly visage, puts mankind on its knees
And every thing gets rotten
Cos every one believes

bridge;
In pennyworth
In client served
In GDP
In bankruptcy
In large rebate
In foreign trade
And no one cares about their mate
Go sell your soul to buy yourself some time
And spend this time on selling hers and mine

refrain;
And now you’ve got no friends
No family
No love
No self-respect
No hopes
No one to go to bed with you?
Go fuck commerce

verse 2;
The luck forever changes, the gamblers make their move
No good in hitting raw nerves, they got no wounds to soothe
Won’t be your crying shoulder, ain’t in your mailing list
Cos every thing got rotten
Now every one believes

bridge 2;
In placing funds
In savings bank
In bribery
In rich-to-be
In stock exchange
In interest rate
And reaps his quid from someone’s grave
Go set your mind to profit-slaving all the time
Make her and me go out of hers and mine

refrain 2;
And now you go to church to beg the Lord
For family
For love
For self-respect
For hopes
You wanna clue on getting heaven pass?
Go fuck commerce


Sonority Toller
I can see my good intentions hanging out from every tree
Pleading affection
Sun is beaconed, soul is blackened
Are you gonna wait for me
Shrinking back in derogation?

Sonority toller
Strike your generation’s bell
Until you know it’s over
And on the outskirts of your time
Strike it even louder

I can see my every movement making circles on a wave
Feeding frustration
Pass the crib below the table
Kick it free, it mocks a save
Every single mouth is open


Who’s The First To Step Back?
As you and me we stand upon
A shaky log across the river
We’ve got to get to different banks
Me to the right, you to the left
But as we stand
I’m on your way and you’re on mine
It’s obvious that none
Of us is likely to turn around
Step back and let the other pass

I need your blessing so I’m trying
To show you all the pros
Of being in my shoes
You want to drag me to your side
So I could replicate your being
Put down roots
And get a life
I’ve got a life
But you don’t even know this
Your only point is
It’s safer on the bank than in a stream
Your bank, you don’t endeavor
To even look at what I’m in

We’ve got so much to tell each other
We don’t notice none of us is listening
We speak so loudly
That we don’t hear each other speaking
The log is shaking under our weight and growing temper
The only option left is we are going down together

And we’ll keep standing
On this makeshift bridge
Keep fighting for a vacant inch
Speaking daggers
Till one of us staggers
And falls down
And pulls the other with him
We’ll self-destruct
And that’s no bluff
If none of us is sage enough
To just step back

But still, you know
A thought’s just crossed my mind
That even if we reconcile
We’ll end up with another outburst
We’ll still have to decide:
If we’re to step back
Who is first?


Loving Kills
Loving kills love
As greatest illusion of humanity
Exposing its frail, gentle grip
To the musty hands of
Tangible apathy
Nonchalance
Loving kills
Loving kills
Loving kills

Loving kills love
You’re leaving me in a huff
There’s nothing I can do about you
Nothing I can do without your
Tangible apathy
Nonchalance
Is how it feels
Loving kills
Loving kills


 


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