Punctilio Punk
I DARE SAY:
DURST IN THE DUST!
How to annoy another?
To make a sinister creature
Cringe, whinge and laugh aloud?
Behind one’s own backyard feature.
OH YEA! YEAH! PLAY THE PUNK
And pretend to be a lot behind!
In matters of material distress
Dirges, dusts and cochroaches!
Constant companions friends
Of the one who is abandoned
By craven self-sellers,
Self-promotors and favour seekers .
Stealth steal intellectual wealth MINE
Brazen hussy busybody bustler hustler busker
Basking in stolen glory that was: MY OWN!
Then spend rest o’ time infinite
Pretending: AS IF dun-NO-KNOW!
Read messages in dingy dust
Left ON! ON! SIX YEARS ON!
Stringer and sting know that sins
Don’t wash away, don wash way
With the passage of time.
Creepy cochroaches are better friends
Than one and thems and ahems em ‘ums
Who turn away and pretend
NOT TO SEE, NOT TO HEAR, NOT TO KNOW!
TIME AFTER TIME AFTER TIME AFTER TIME!
A dingy dusty cell?
2.7 by 2.7?
So be it. SO BE IT!
By unkindest cut of pow’r decree?
CAN YOU BIND THE SOUL.
TELL ME, SILLY?
Sell‘t in a gunny bag silo?
BY KILO? BY KILO!
Craven creatures power mongers
Fishin’ in foisted waters!
What does it mean to be one with
THE UN-‘WASH’-ED MASSES?
WhiteWash Work in a WhiteHouse wend
WHICH WAY, ‘way from THE WAY?
Turntables, twists, toils and troubles
Are part of the same game.
I DARE SAY: READ THE DURST IN THE DUST
AND SAY MY NAME AGAIN!
OUT IN THE OPEN!
COME!
AND SAY MY NAME AGAIN.
WHY DO YOU CRINGE
FROM RIGHT TO KNOW.
ALL THERE IS TO KNOW.
NOW!
SPEAK UP GANG-A-DIN
DO IT NOW.
MAKE IT A DIN-NATION.
DON’T NEED NO DONATION.
YES NEED A DO-NATION!
SEE HOW THE SAME THING
IS MIS-UNDERSTOOD AND MIS-UNDERESTIMATED
IF YOU DON’T KNOW ME!
THAT IS THE MESSAGE. MESS-SAGE!
LEFT UNWIPED AFTER THE THEIF MADE
OFF WITH THE MOST PRECIOUS WEALTH
OF MY MIND, AND SOLD
IT AS VOMITUS OF ANOTHER’S PUKE
FOR A STEADY PROFIT.
IN A PHOREN LAND.
SO BE IT. SO BE IT.
THE DIRTY TRICK WON’T CLICK.
BECAUSE THOSE IN THE KNOW: nowKNOW
THAT THE FREE SOUL DON’T KOWTOW!
Sneak and peek and play dirty dozens
Of tricks on innocent seers and poets
But it will always backfire
Like the gunfire.
Hit the shoulder hard with the gunstock
OF THOSE WHO PLAY WITH SACRED FIRE
OF THE RIGHT OF UPROARIOUS IRE!
RETRIBUTION IS A SWEET DISH
BEST EATEN IN THE CELL OF ISOLATION.
You can’t step high, and mighty
Nor leap ‘nto cloud number nine
By stomping and stepping on
INNOCENT CITIZENS.
That is the lesson.
To those in the know.
That the worst clinical spic and span antisepsis
"IS CREEPING SUBSTITUTION"
THAT DOES A CLEAN NICK
WITH A DIRTY DEED TRICK!
That is the VITAL LECON!
That it does "NOTE" matter.
How you protest.
But protest you must.
And contest every TEST
TRIAL AND TRIBULATION!
PROTEST! POET AND SEER!
PRO-TEST AND PROTEST!
Does it work? Will it deliver.
NO! Did the flower power?
Did the punk protest?
Did the hippy protest?
Did the commune?
Did feminism? Did Cubism? Did existentialism?
DID ADI SANKARACARYA WITH ADVAITA?
DID BUDDHA WITH THE EIGHTFOLD PATH?
DID CHRIST WITH THE CROSS?
CROSS THE STREET OF SORROWS?
SANS DOLOR?
PAIN. DUKKA. PATHBREAKING.
Is ALWAYS A PAIN.
PAYING BOARD AND LODGING IN PAIN.
SO NO! IT DOES WORK.
No it does not deliver.
NO! A RESOUNDING NO!
THAT IS IT! That is JUST it!
THAT IS THE POINT.
IT MAKES THE POINT.
IN COUNTERPOINT.
A RESOUNDING SUCCESS!
Yes IT DOES DELIVER.
YES IT WORKS!
SO PROTEST! YOU MUST.
PROTEST SEER AND POET
PROTEST!
WITH PUNCTILIO PERFECTION
OR WITH PUNK LIKE THE SKUNK
OR WRITE A MESSAGE IN THE DUST
AND LEAVE IT ON FOR AEONS!
TILL THE SINNER STEPS
BACK ON THE SAME DUST
AND BITES THE DUST
DULLING THE DUST AND DIN
OF OUR VIBRANT DEMOCRACY
RAISE A HUE AND A CRY
AGAINST: CREEPING SUBSTITUTION!
OF DEADEND LUST
FOR ANOTHER’S WEALTH AND WORTH.
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SAY IT AFTER ME:
FREE THE SEER!
Why d’you fear
FREE SPEECH?
THAT IS THE
MESS-SAGE!
To the MENSONGE!
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