29 | Jan | 2021 | harri seeing red

It’s time to call a cab,
To take me to the lab,
Powder nose with a dab,
Sideways crawl, like a crab,
Beware your Jabberwock,
Your monster down the block,
He sleeps till twelve o’clock,
He can’t roll, he can’t rock.
But he can jab, jab, jab
Beware your Jabberwok
He’s gonna stab, stab, stab
Beware your Jabberwock
In your back, stab, stab, stab,
Sciatic jab, jab, jab
Want pain to stop, stop, stop,
Please fuck off Jabberwock,
Can’t stand your, jab, jab, jab.
All down my leg, leg, leg,
Comes in waves, jab, jab, jab,
I’ve got to beg, beg, beg,
Stop, stop, stop, Jabberwock
Stop, stop, stop, jab, jab, jab

Harry Rogers, in the Red Bedroom, 29th January 2021.

Tell me what happened to the world we knew.
We partied hard in nineteen ninety nine.
We thought the future would be better new,
That everything was gonna work out fine.

The man sold us rhetoric filled with hope,
We really thought a change was gonna come,
We sucked it in like it was real good dope,
Rose colouring the third millennium.

Lift those tinted glasses,
See the new world for real,
Three drones flew every hour.
Signed sealed and delivered,
DARPA kept on growing.
Man child Trump don’t change things.
Put America first?
He only made things worse.

As the tweet laden crisis sharpened up,
Propaganda mongers spouted their lies,
Worldwide politicians supped the same cup,
Whilst peddling their shared bent alibis.

So far don’t like the third millennium,
Can’t stand hand wringing armchair narcissists,
Nor the paranoid neo Nazi scum.
Who’ll help us all if nobody resists?

Hold on, what’s this we see?
Amongst the advertising,
Out on the streets a sea,
In flowering uprising,
Brave people, young and old
They march together, strong,
Their story will be told,
Peace, justice, love, belong.

Harri Rogers, Aberbanc, 23rd January, 2017 Revised 28th January 2021.