It seems that human beings have been at war with each other and cruel to each other since time began. Can we ever change?
Staccato guns Drum roll bombs Metronome whips and Angry cymbal swords; Solemn summings up of judges Beating time with weighted gavels And the minor monotones of priests Spinning guilty scales between The barking army major's Squaddie-snarling travels. As this mighty melody expands and fills us More voices add their themes The certain sciences of pedants And palaver platform politics Pull the strings of desperate dreams Embellished by the Babel of the market Which blends dull descant city sounds With its boardroom executions Of canting capitalist pounds. And then a darker underlying fugue begins To hum the lower notes Pornographers leer obscenities Drug dealers sniff in cold indifferent coats And snow-white supremo rabid racists Chant clandestine tunes Which brand the skins of souls With determined nature's runes. Meanwhile coercive lawful husbands Echo violations back and forth Between dogging doctor jargon And romancing beauty's worth. Butcher baritones add piercing volume With their vicious rapist sharps And the boastful bully bleatings Of peevish persecution, in cruel crescendo Assault our painful hearts. Unheard beneath this deadlock discord The audience whispers softly its dis-ease And searching blindfold for the exit Plugs it ears and tries to leave.
