ICE RINK

Ice rink in Madrid turned into a morgue

Dublin old bill point guns and send you home

Football stadium dormitories

Spring up all around Paris, London, Rome.

Whilst Macron freaks out his Euro neighbours,

Four five locks New York into Quarantine.

Brexiteers dreaming daily of the Blitz,

Wonder when buffoons will wheel out the Queen.

Cumberland to Devon, Cornwall to Kent,

We’re told to look out for one another.

Fuck the hoarders and all those selfish gits

Who gave Covid nineteen to my brother.

Downing Street did not practice what they preach,

I’ll not watch one more propaganda speech.

Harry Rogers In the yellow room, Pencnwau, 28th March 2020.

C O V I D 19

C O V I D 19
1 – Cover old values in dirt
2 – Career over, virtuous institutional doings
3 – Complicated oversold vast international developments
4 – Corrupt outsized voluminous imperial druglords
5 – Callous orange voterigging incorrect dirtbag
6 – Consciously order vilification intending death
7 – Call on visionary inspirational dominoes
8 – Correctly overturn Victorian inept dukedoms
9 – Constitute octagonal video introductory deals
10 – Consult outmoded vehicular inbound data
11 – Crave oxygen vial infused datura
12 – Consider overeating vegan imported Dhansak
13 – Collect Obama virtual introduction ditties
14 – Cynically obtain villain’s imperative doldrums
15 – Climb outside votive iron dormitory
16 – Crash our vituperative invisible dogsbodies
17 – Congregate onboard Venusian interstellar dreamliners
18 – Coronaviral overkill visualizes instantaneous deprivation
19 – Collapse onto virus infected deathbed

Harri Rogers, Pencnwcau, in the Yellow Room, March 11th 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

NO STONE ROLLING BACK

No stone rolling back across front of tomb,
The land of hope has run right out of room
No resurrection allowed this time round
No angels arise above hallowed ground
These modern Neo liberal Romans
Busily launch their shiny slick showmen,
Believe they have cracked it once and for all
Tear down our leader and smile as he falls
Crucify disciples, don’t hesitate,
Nullify their love, replace with fake hate.
Spinners turn his words inside upside down
Whilst drooling sheep vie obsessed with The Crown
In another place crooks get something done
Turn taps on fully, soon the pound will run.
J C, warns like so many times before
Of rabid Etonian dogs of war.
Nobody listens, the few rule alone,
Rise quickly, we need a new rolling stone.

Harri Rogers in my red bedroom, Aberbanc 16th February 2020.

Boomtime In Dystopia by Simply Spiffing

In November 2019 my friend from Atlanta Georgia, Chris Ricker, came to Wales for 22 hours. Whilst he was here with his buddy Sean from Florida we recorded this reworking of my lyric Boomtime In Dystopia at LTS studios in Llanon.

Listen to Boomtime -Simply Spiffing by Harry Rogers on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.com/harriboy/boomtime-simply-spiffing

FROM HEARTBREAK TO HOPE

A poem written as we began canvassing in the 2019 election campaign. Seems kinda prophetic now.

From heartbreak to hope as losers we row,
On past winners boat where slumped bodies loll,
Tomorrow another race day beckons,
Tactics change, different strokes to be pulled,
Cox chooses channel, allays all our fears,
Our blades cut the water at course’s end
Row on past winners, once more we must pull,
On down that river from heartbreak to hope.
Way down,
Way way down
From Heartbreak to Hope
Row on, on, on,
Row on,
From Heartbreak to Hope.
Never stop rowing
From Heartbreak to Hope.

Harri Rogers
Pencnwau, Aberbanc
19th November 2019