Radical Jeff

Radical Jeff

 

Radio is playing some long-forgotten song

John Fogarty splaining how the world went wrong

Radical Jeff is driving he’s humming along

When your heart is true you are strong

 

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

Full of hope a little cynical

We’re all hoping on a miracle

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

 

Well there are too many things we could protest

If you believe in love you just want the best

No more endless war and that means genocide

Sorry Uncle Sam we don’t like pilgrim pride

 

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

Full of hope a little cynical

We’re all hoping on a miracle

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

 

By God’s grace go punch a Nazi in the face

Let’s fix Earth before we ruin outer space

Peace love and understanding for the human race

And radical Jeff is setting things in their place

 

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

Full of hope a little cynical

We’re all hoping on a miracle

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

 

Radical Jeff is throwing the dice he’s playing the game

Radical Jeff I wish he had a better rhyming name

Call him an old hippie call him whatever you will

Jesus said a lot more than Thou Shall Not Kill

 

On the corner tonight the weather was bitter cold

All of the time day by day we’re growing old

We have but one wish in this wicked world of sin

To leave better than we got to our children

 

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

Full of hope a little cynical

We’re all hoping on a miracle

Radical Jeff well he’s a radical

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Barry No Moore

 Barry No Moore

 

School boy infatuation

Lost over a Richard M. Nixon rubber mask

Stretching the prominent nose

Flabbergasted at the elastic recoil upon release

A metaphor on life

Norma called

In a round about diplomacy she declared

Our comrade Barry is dead

He’s better off was the diagnosis

WTF?

Was Kissinger correct in his fascist arrogance?

Masturbating in lustful ego and influence

Time Magazine stained in the White House bathroom

Tricky Dick and Sticky Dick

Here’s a suggestion in memory of our dearly love departed

Herd together the entire collection of despots

And their spineless cohorts whispering sweet nothings of vile

No true warrior celebrates glory in death

Unless their humanity has been X’d

Like John Chivington and his cousin in killing Custard

Take a group Polaroid

After it is fully developed in techno color

Strike a match and set it ablaze

Just cause you can

Use claws of justice to shred the smug mocking mask

Of the sinister superior Nietzsche charged super man

Observe a tormented toddler

Wounded beyond point of view

Never to comprehend

The most precious words

I love you

Like Barry would pronounce

But no longer

He is fading fast into forgetfulness

Unless in irony in future days of radiant glory

Inquiring minds come across this pome

English a vanquished dead language

Babylon banished

Tyre toppled

And all the proponents of genocide meager ashes

The darkening of the face of humanity washed clean

As we pronounce bold words in caution

We walked the winding way once before

Of whom Barry was one

Demand in meekness

No more

May all wars cease

Then Barry

You may rest in peace

One you participated to create

Where Love rules over hate

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Excuse Me I’m Punk

 Excuse Me I’m Punk

 

I got a metal plate in my head

I got a metal plate in my head

It ain’t sexy Roxy said

But it’s much better than being dead

 

Excuse me I’m punk

And I ain’t gonna take your junk

 

I eat cereal for the sugar

I eat cereal for the sugar

My old man’s one real booger

But it’s much better than a mugger

 

Excuse me I’m punk

And I ain’t gonna take your junk

 

This song has just started

This song has just started

You’re leaving me broken hearted

Now that you departed

 

Excuse me I’m punk

Excuse me I’m punk

Excuse me I’m punk

And I ain’t gonna take your junk

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Lady Hannibal

Lady Hannibal

Her voice rises loud

She is heard

Over the noisy crowd

Dark brown her smooth skin

Her word

Comes from deep within

Ancestors

Some humble, some brave

An Egyptian Pharaoh

And a galley slave

No justice no peace!

No justice no peace!!

The cries do not cease!

My blue eyes penetrate her soul

History, lessons, they guide

Lady Hannibal

I stand by her side

Bitter cold fingers numb

We speak bold

We shall overcome!

But out on the street

Without heat

We are so few

What can we do?

Lady Hannibal

Presses at my side

She flashes me a smile

My heart beats hot

And the bitterness is forgot

For a while

The tea touches the tongue

We congregate

None of us are young

We debate

Apathy, hopelessness, despair

Does anybody care?

If they do

Why are we so few?

Theories, opinions, thoughts, we exchange

The world is going to hell

We have to change, but how to break the spell?

I nibble on a cookie

Insatiable hunger

Desire does increase

NO JUSTICE NO PEACE!

Lady Hannibal breaks the gloom

Chasing away vultures of doom

We hang on every syllable

Food for the soul

Her laughing lips illuminate light

“How can we fail when we are in the right?”

Ghetto defender, warrior of the street

In winter freeze drawing the heat

Lady Hannibal has crossed the line

She has embraced the oppressed

And called them mine

Angel divine,

Demon too!

All depending on your point of view

Lady Hannibal she cannot fail

Poverty, brutality, ridicule, jail

Justice is an endless quest

Righteousness rewards no rest

Battle, war, it takes it toll

Perfection is an impossible goal

So we seek to rise above

In service to Love

Lady Hannibal I admire

Lady Hannibal I desire

Even if I were blind

I am sure I would find

Your light

Her voice is not alone

Our cries

Rise to God’s throne

Father in control

Bless Lady Hannibal

Make it right

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