So they know who to beat when they want to move in
They changed the colour of their skin
From dirty grey to a glowing pink
Just that that people would think
They were friendly and no threat to us
And that there would be little fuss
When they made demands that were queer
They told us we had nothing to fear
But they lied to us time after time
What they did to us was a heinous crime
They took over the world with such ease
Because we were all so keen to please
And to not make a noise or a fuss
They gained dominion over us
Now we have lost our identity
And what was once individuality
We're no longer the people we were before
And without even declaring a war
The battle for supremacy was won
Before the first battle had begun.
Before the first battle had begun.
Play Doctor with sweet Marylinn.
I know that we'll have some fun,
Before the worst battles begin.
It's not the same at the point of a gun,
Not knowing who's going to win,
So come, I'll look after you, Hun,
Before the ravages of war begin
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." George Santayana
Before the ravages of war begin,
I think I'll grow a thicker skin.
Toiling here, through thick and thin,
one wonders "why did it all begin?"
A couple of men
started fighting again.
Playground politics on a grand old scale,
safe in their bunkers, while the sirens wail.
Destruction is rife,
this is no life.
I just wish this madness would end.
I just wish this madness would end
This blaming each other without willing to mend
All the bonds that were broken over nothing at all
Just because we're too proud and we think we're too tall
To bend down and reach out to those that got hurt
To support them while getting back up from the dirt
Let's stop thinking we're better than all of the rest
If we let kindness win, then we all wil be blessed
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
If we let kindness win, then we all will be blessed
And we can put all pain and anger at long last to rest
Look to the future with hope restored to our hearts
And watch with relief as hatred and nastiness departs
This may be a dream, unrealistic some might say
Yet, if we all pull together it could happen one day
If the will is strong enough to bring about this great change
Nobody could think it outrageous or so strange
To have dreams on a global scale geared toward one outcome:
Love peace, joy, health and happiness for every single one.
Love peace, joy, health and happiness for every single one,
but let's not jump the gun,
not everyone, surely?
But, of course!
Oh, why!
Because that's the opening line!
Despite their arguing,
this pair of weirdos,
might I add, with beard-os,
managed to settle it,
so no more with their shit.
Yay?
Yay?
A curious, questioning last line,
Leaves me wondering what he had in mind.
Is it yay? as in hurray,
Or yay? as in yah?
Denoting agreement,
but leaving room for doubt.
The preceding poet,
A good friend of mine,
His last line is hard to define,
So bewildered by doubt,
I'll give a shout out,
And leave it for him to explain.
And leave it for him to explain...
Wait, him is me! Gimme a sec...
Well, there's this programme,
called Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Xander is a character there.
"Yay?" Was his reaction to Buffy's call to action:
"I'm gonna give you all a nice, fun, normal evening if I have to kill every person on the face of the Earth to do it."
My "yay", was a similar reaction.
Also, I didn't know how to end the poem,
much like I don't know how to end this crappy one.
Much like I don't know how to end this crappy one
So I'll exclaim, "It's just for fun!"
For when one is at a loss
Don't think of it as an albatross!
Never despair if the end isn't winning
Turn it around and end at the beginning
Turn it around and end at the beginning
Declare a race won without really winning
A joke untold until after the grinning
Confessions bespoke before the sinning
Backwards to forward has my head spinning
I will try a to make a feeble effort.
Backwards to forward has my head spinning
Loud Music incessantly always playing
Going nowhere fast on never ending course
Whilst sitting upon this carousel horse.
"Them ain't no militia, that's the Army of the Potomac!"
Whilst sitting upon this carousel horse,
The world's flashing by in a blur.
But spinning around's not enough, of course,
Something else is causing a stir.
Up in the air then down to the ground,
I've got to get off this thing quick,
This upping and downing and round and round,
It's making me feel quite sick!
"Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." George Santayana
It's making me feel quite sick!
This giant bowl of Nesquik.
I took too much,
and now I'm puking,
that'll teach my eyes to be wide,
and now myself, I shall chide.
And now myself, I shall chide
Why I took this dizzy ride?
The answer I'll tell with pride
To see your smile by my side.
"Them ain't no militia, that's the Army of the Potomac!"
To see your smile by my side
Gives me unspoken pleasure
May our love always abide,
And may I be worthy of this treasure
And may I be worthy of this treasure
By every mark and every measure
Absent all the stress and pressure
A life of love and every leisure
In your arms I find such pleasure
In your arms I find such pleasure
But we both know it's only tonight
For you'll find another treasure
Within a fortnight
She'll have lips of sugar
Eyes like gems
Her mind well put together
Just be careful my secret friend
For she'll steal your heart
Then your wallet
Tearing you apart
While singing a sonnet
While singing a sonnet
She took off her bonnet
And then she slowly undressed
She showed me her skin
And thoughts of sweet sin
Made me feel that I truly was blessed
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
Made me feel that I truly was blessed
We learn from our failures as much as our wins
To persevere and past each test
As soon as one ends another begins
As soon as one ends another begins
Well that is what I say when I comment another sin
You can try to say that you're not the same
But that is total bs, that it has to be a shame.
So please continue to say that you aren't like me
Maybe that little lie will set you free.
Maybe that little lie will set you free,
And no-one will know what you've done,
At least up until
You get the final bill,
When your debts are called in one by one.
When your debts are called in one by one
At a time that you thought you had won
It just might have been nice
If you'd acted more wise
Because you now pay the price for the fun
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
Because you now pay the price for the fun
Work hard and play hard is ever your rule
The challenge is knowing when you're finally done
Otherwise you become just another tool
Otherwise you become just another tool
Gathering dust
While she plays you for the fool
Satisfying her lust
Will you finally wake from slumber
Or die in the dark
No one would be the dumber
Than the ice queens lark
Though no one knows your heart
More than you do
Nor how things fell apart
Creating a love no longer true
Creating a love no longer true
So nobody out there will see
The illusion of me, together with you
Though as one we will no longer be
Our love has been total, in every way
Oh I wish it had made us complete
But there always was something that you seemed to miss
A longing that I could not meet
So the fire that caught us became less intense
And we lost the momentum we'd gained
Till the last spark just died like a flame in the wind
And only our friendship remained
If life seems jolly rotten
there's something you've forgotten
and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing
from Monty Python's "Life of Brian"
And only our friendship remained
In its raggedy form all tattered and stained
Like a song in your head that won't go away
No matter the cost I promise to stay.
No matter the cost I promise to stay,
But your secret sins I'll never betray,
E'en though I must face the music alone,
For past betrayals I will thus atone.
