Now See The Vengeance

Now, see the vengeance
Reaked on the many.
Gimcrack politics,
Shone up for one day,
Like fake silver plate
Polished away, through.
Truth? Justice? Honour?
These tattered flags fly
Blown on the rubbish
Tips alongside rolled up
Banknote snorting tubes
Discarded by spads
Infected deeply
With Randian lies.
Whilst they “Get IT done”
We drown on sun drenched
Flood plains developed
By slick racketeers
Who sail sunseekers
All over the globe.
Pangolin virus,
Classless, ironic,
Infects me and you
As well as the few,
Who will more likely
Stand within six feet
Of a carrier
In an airport queue,
The automatic
Democracy of
Nature in action.
Too late, all fall down,
Red in tooth and claw,
Hail natural law.

Harri Rogers
In the red bedroom
Pencnwcau, Aberbanc
28th February 2020.

NO MORE WILD SIDE

NO MORE WILD SIDE
There is no wild side to walk anymore
All is normal now, we all know the score.
Sky God worshippers lay down holy law
Virus, hurricanes, capitalist war
Perfect storms rage together, globally
No wild side to walk, not for you and me
This is how it ends, locked in misery
No wild side to walk, not for you and me.

Lou said
Hey babe
Take a walk
On the wild side

Hey babe
Lou’s dead
Walk the talk
No more wild side

Wild Side No More

Wild Side No More

All normal now
All normal now

Wild side?
No More!

Harri Rogers
In the yellow room,
Pencnwcau, Aberbanc
28th February 2020