late night radio – flicking through the channels
By Stacks Poets
Published 1 January 2021
by Keztril
people of the night
leave keys by the door
I’m a gonna take you
god’s on the drums and the devil’s on the base
want to dance?
you better find some space
Extraordinary
…..“am I going to be scared”?
you should be
shot yourself in the foot again
an unbeatable package
last checked a spot of gold
no
only crude oil…
a butterfly bomb off the side of the foot
keep walking on my friend
I’m going to rock u to sleep
And then he picks up a boulder
telling his plan
we know that it’s his forte……
when it’s time to get down to business
he’s a great finisher
it’s not a luxury
is a straight jacket fashionable?
they were promised a plebocite
didn’t want a debate
free choice should be implemented
one can see the tactic there
what’s the motive there?
….an impossible dream
a boy
a domestic servant for a family
wants to go to school
who employs him won’t let him
a free legal right to education?
an achievable aspiration?
13 years old
trafficked into labour
96 children per month
I have a very intimate relationship with barbed wire
old fences forgotten
stuck on trees
the devils rope
the telegraph wire
a dialogue going on between the leaders of the colonies
‘isn’t wire important’?
a wire age
far from contemporary notions attached
it used to be a utopian concept
barbed wire
an ideal fence on the mid western plains of the US of A
that which is universally used
not here to fight
many hidden agendas
just another temper trap
the hip hop…. the rock and roll
together we the brothers
we are all so stupid
my secret’s out I must confess
some make a thing of forgiving
they’re forgetting… YOU made ‘em what they’re selling
written in response to exercise two