A new man ?

The early dawn of man
He yawns and scratches his arse
How can this being be ancestor to
those whose sublime intelligence is unsurpassed?

Well, the truth is we all must be ourselves
Let him scratch his arse
He has a hard few thousand years ahead of him
And even then
He's still not let off the hook

There are crimes he has paid for, and those he has not
And sometimes he raided more, really quite a lot
He can't be too proud of himself
Because there's quite a bit of shit

One hundred million years ago
The mines of crystal city glared
In such unearthly vibrancy
And clarity of air
What they mined was photons
From a gravitational well
They had been caught in a black hole
They fought back it was too strong a spell
So light was black it was trapped
And trapped light is angry
It comes up spoiling for a fight
Or it spends an eternity going around an infinite number of mirrors
And reflections within the crystal maze

Some said this is what God is
An infinite reflection and refraction of light
Trapped in another dimension
I don't know I can't be sure

Wooden man

There'll be blue birds over the white cliffs of somebody who used to like diving

Trip adviser score for Wuhan Wet market

Yard

Retiring like a dragonfly

He rules his kingdom

With an iron rod

There's no one above him

No one except God

And he gets to say who lives and who dies

With a nod of his head

Or a look from his eye

He is judge and jury

And the hangman

You can draw me in there

I'm a dead man

They tried me once

Below the flag pole

When they ran up the flag

So deep sank my soul

How long, how long,

How long you may ask

How long will I stand it

How long is my task

Will I abide and keep quiet

Hold my tongue

Let it pass

Well I find it so hard but I try it

The red man came to stand in the flame

And the yellow man too he did the same

Now the black man lived and died not in vain

But to the white man in charge

Its all just a part of his game

How long, how long will we wait to be free

Free from turmoil and flood and the blood of the the sea

Where is the love from which we can all be

With the wings of a dove flying like he

The coalman came to blacken my soul

And the hardman came to harden my heart

And I lost control of my horse and cart

And it pulled down the road where lovers part

How can, who can know his own fate

The garden of Eden, St Peter waits at the gate

But who will get there early, and who will be late

Now I don't have flower power, but I know Spring is a state

Greed nation

 I think we're turning German

In our cars, in our cars

Shaped like pandas and podgy rabbits

We race around like contented Chinese men

We have the veneer of China,

You are what you consume

After all in the technology, the

blatant and obvious over consumerism

Because what else is there to do in a vacuous life

But grow fat

Body building

And mechanizing ourselves

Just the rich grow richer

The poor stay where they are

Watching the fat cats driving their cars

Caveman

 My mama said son, what you gonna be?

For you're nearly 9 and it's 45000 BC

I said now mama, why don't you know

I don't wanna lay bricks and I don't wanna build

I Don't wanna join the stone mason guild

I just wanna lie around all day

In your cave? She said

I said Uhhuh ugh hey

I'm a cave man, don't you see

I'm a cave man from 45 k BC

I wanna go out and gather and hunt

While my woman stays home 

Takes care of the little runts

I'm a cave man ,I got no colour TV

I'm a cave man, I can count 1 2 3

I'm a cave man and I'm on the prowl

For a mammoth to kill

While I hear the wild cat growl

So son, she said, the world is changing fast

You can't be a cave man and live in past

Your father he managed but was killed by a rock

That fell from a height while he was building a dock

Now what you should be is a sailor out to sea

Build a boat or invent the wheel

I depends how you feel 

But whatever you do, don't stay in the cave, 

for life's out there to be lived

And you've got to be brave

Oh mama dear mama, I wanna run free in the wood

And chase after bears and antelopes

She said that won't do you no good

You gotta use your brain, and think with your head

We invented fire last week otherwise we'd be dead

Sometimes it's cold and sometimes it's hot

But you gotta be bold make the most of what you've got

Why not start a jewellery business selling necklaces of bone

I said, I don't have fine motor skills and anyway I'd need a loan

She said why don't you get off your ass and go to the bank

The manager there is a customer of mine named Hank 

He can surely give you all the bones you'd want

Well I don't have chisel I said, she said What?

I said I'm a caveman, why can't you see,

I never learnt to write, only abc

That's why you called me Abel

And my brother you named Cain

And I think he's hiding under the table

playing some wicked game

Mother:

Now pretty soon Neanderthals like us will be extinct

Don't you see son you can't just follow your instinct

What you need is a role model like Cro Magnon man

He's over there looking so sophicated in his new clan

Why don't you go up to him and ask to be his apprentice?

Oh Mama, I would, but he looks like a dentist

Well a little bit more brushing wouldn't do your gums any harm

Oh Mum, I said, but she was having none of it and grabbed me by the arm

Hey there Mr Cro-Mo can you teach my son to think?

He needs a good role model, 

and Cro-Mo just blinked

And then he looked me up and down, 

and gave a wink then a frown

Then in his eyes I saw a twinkle

Like the stars had come out

He said sure I can take him on, but he'll work night and day

And when his time is over he won't receive any pay

Except life experience and that's worth more than fine bones

So my mother signed a contract that was written in stone

You come here everyday he said, at the hour of four

And you fetch all the tools, and leave them at my door

As I'm building something marvellous

It's big and round and rolls

But it's looking pretty cumbersome

So I am filling it with holes

Just to make it lighter? I said with a laugh

He said, yeah, you got it kid

Then he trundled down his path

I never will forget the day I left the cave behind

And I opened up a new door that opened up my mind

Man of Sand

Here I stand

a man of sand

which time does wash away

My only relief

From the ocean reef

Greets my face the cool sea spray

As each grain of belief

falls to the waves beneath

and a man mould of clay

A new man of sand

who now may stand

To greet a bold new day

Here I stand

a man of sand

One which the ocean may carol

but which part of me is given

which part has it stole

Which land locked heart the key?

Love is strange, love is bold

Love grows weary, then is old

But each grain new

My hand does hold

As if of silver, as if of Gold

And as this cursed melody

Rolls with tide and ocean wave

A man of sand

does too give way

To love bold, and love brave

Yet here I stand

a man of sand

And across the sea I reach

For to hold the hand

Of my love who stands

on the other beach

Time has ravaged each of us

The sands of time do fall

And what was once sand in your eyes

Now my sandy voice does call

Oh Love is but a shifting quick sand

Into it each man may fall

and who amongst us would reach across

Who would answer your loves call?

Japanese boy

 I'm telling you it's a cupescience of over rated nonsense

It's a total cacophany, over brillo-creamed joy

It's a sad requiem for a gutteral cathedral

Of half pandered to over cooked Japanese Boy

Well old boy I see in your hair you have cats, and rats

And some signs of despair

And travelogue dialogues of repeated festoon

With the words and the manner of Sigfreid Sassoon

Where as here the Close encounter electronic keyboard wind chimes

Seem to turn on the salient cosmic times

And left like a marker in somebody's film

Oh they are here you can see them,

They are here I fear

The alien anthem of the black and white bear

What is it we want beyond a salad and brunch

What do we crave but eggs and bacon

And can we find the time for this kind of rhyme

When the train has nearly left the station

Pale man

 whisky for your courage

Pelman for you pale

Pale riders in around your trail

I might be walking out of your city

Or I might be putting off to set sail

Look me up if you feel

like feeling pretty

look me me up I will meet you 

without fail

Whisky for your courage when the wind blows

As it turns around the arms of your white sails

See the flags fly high

And sheets of thunder

Sung like the hymns of god's of wonder

See the plastic bags fly in the tumbler

Raging round like jellyfish of the sky

The reality of man!

Don't take your trash out

With me inside the can

I don't want to make a mistake but

I think I need a plan

I need to escape from

The Reality of Man

I try to see through your eyes

What I need to be

I don't know if I can

Or its possibility

There really should be 

much more to life than this

Oh I'm trying to escape

The Reality of Man

I need you to understand 

the home of the free

Is a place that I want to go

Whether you are with me

It is in my future plan

How motherly

I can't quite understand

The reality of man

Hope is a chariot that burns across the sky

And every fire fly lands in my eye

Anytime wisdom comes stepping at my door

I must say to wisdom I don't want you no more

Come take my hand, I'm waiting for you

To be wondering sweetly what we should do

And I hold out my best foot, and put it to the ground

And we walk down the aisle of

The reality of man!

Can you swing softly across

The barricade 

Where the wars and the bullets

Are all just manmade

And nothing in this nature can 

Follow this plan

That's why I must escape from

The Reality..

The reality of man

Oh you maybe a leader

Of men or of fate

You can be the seeder 

of love or of hate

Just wait your turn

And mind you aren't late

For there's a train leaving nightly

From the citadel's gates

Don't shoot the messenger

You know his life's bate

To catch the truth teller

Who lies on a silver plate

 You shouldn't try and do things 

just because you can

You need an escape from

The Reality of man

Cosmic lightning crashing

Sprite, elves and blue jets

Dancing in the thrashing

Thunder in the vets

Dogs howling outright

Will be your best friend if he can

But even he must escape from

The reality of man! 

Almost wanted man

 Almost wanted man

It's hard to see where you stand

Whether in the window

Or the bus station queue

Almost wanted man it is sad but it's true

I've really almost never really wanted to be you

It's not like being invisible because at least that's risible

And you can have a laugh over a can or two

But when nobody wants you

Well they might as well affront you

And tell you straight get out of town

You've never done any harm

Never looked the wrong way at a bandit with no arm

Never even argued for your due

It should not come as a shock

But I'm sure you've checked your stock

And noticed that you've run out of

Pencils to chew

Almost wanted man

Poem for A

 Oh you fat slob

With your sallow mallow, mealy mouth

Pale as a Nursing shark swimming about

In your pool of women you hide in

You pale-faced poser, you cowardly yellow belly

Roll over you hog in the dirty mud of a littered mind

In the crossed wires of our communication

And why not try hanging yourself on one of them

And I shall nod to you and acknowledge your bloated rotting

Corpse that will be feed for crows

Just as they pluck from your skull

The black beady eyes that gave me a look once 

of one who thinks he knows me

And can tell or understand from a single line

The meaning or spirit of another

Well with all your insight I hope you know

This poem is about you, you fat motherfucker

God's Gift

 He thought he was 

God's gift to women

And Macho man number one

He thought he was

The best thing since sliced bread

Best thing under the sun

He thought he was God's gift to women

And a real walking demigod

But well you know while he was talking

All I thought was what a sod

I thought flippin' heck he's joking

He must be like King Midas on Speed

Every thing he touches

Turns to Gold and that's just greed

I thought you shall not worship false idols

And this Pop star is a weed

He keeps growing in all the flowers

And showering them in his seed

Well God's gift to women

Macho hombera uno numbero one

Your ego's writing cheques so inhuman

You must be off the cast of Top gun

He's got a body of an Adonis

Like a statue of the Greeks 

He's so phoney when he phones us

It's like a plastic doll who speaks

He's making mince meat of ponies

And he's talking pie in the sky to bits

He's keeping mum and she loves his bum

And his auntie thinks he's fit

Oh he's God's gift to women alright

He's God's idea of a joke

He's a spanner in the works

And a stick in the spokes

He's turned the applecart over tonight

And there's a burning chariot wheel

And Achilles has twisted his heel

Oedipus Rex with his mother complex

Told him he would not stand up in court

But King Midas wrote cheques

And his gold finger flexed

And he ended up getting more than he thought

He's a disaster on two feet

He means to cause you harm

Don't listen to his Cheat sheet

Don't fall for his charm

He'll get you undercover

Then like a fire raise an alarm

And like James Bond he kills his lovers

While his mother inherits the farm

He's got too many arms

Like an octopus

and a finger in every pie

I wish he would go but he's opted with us

Rather than the spirit in the sky

Middle man between the devil and the deep blue Europe

 War

It is now the use of the word

In the news since

The rest of the world will soon feel the effects of rising fuel costs

What havewe been missing?

We thought we could return to a former world

But everything has changed

Nothing stays the same

But at the end

Russia will come out stronger

In terms of land and resources

When they capture Ukraine

But what will be next for the border with Europe

The hard borders with Poland, Lithuania, Romania

Or the soft border with Hungary.

What will the result be for militarization in Europe

And if Hungary don't militarize

Then what will happen to Budapest

Hungary is Nato

It will be strategically important for the West

But also Russia

But also Orban will play the middle man

He has invited in the Russian money

Oligarchs etc and also Chinese money

And money talks

The Neanderthal Song

Who killed off, who killed off?

 Who killed off the Neanderthals?

Will you tell me staff?

Who killed off?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

 

Oh, were they getting soft?

Had they had enough?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

Did they have a long skull?

Were they really too droll?

Oh, who killed off the Neanderthals

 

Who killed off, who killed off?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

Oh, was it you or was it me?

Was it Las Champs or destiny?

Who killed off that Beastie boy?

Was it the man with a new toy?

Who killed off, who killed off?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

 

Were they invited in?

for a glass of Champagne

By Cro Magnon Man

Did he sin, did he go insane, 

did he poison the well?

or leave him outside

In the frozen hell

With no place to hide

 

Oh, Cro Magnon man, was it you?

Was it you who drew the last line?

Well, they drew the short straw

And then they were no more

And that was the decline 

Of the Neanderthal line

 

Who killed off, who killed off?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

Tell me who killed off, who killed off

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

 Did he walk with a limp

A little too like a chimp

A little hunched over

More like the dog Rover

Did they need to stoop? 

when they had to poop

Were they not upright citizens?

Oh, who has the right to criticize them?

Who killed off, who killed off?

Who killed off the Neanderthals?

Tell me who killed off, who killed off

Who killed off the Neanderthals?