Pissing Against The Wind

 

     We know it’s bad,

We know within and without

Till our core screams for clemency –

The taking of another’s life,

     But we never let peace

Never seem to want peace to evolve,

We’re clinging on to both

The rifle and the bible,

The sabre and the Koran,

Teaching children – it’s okay

To kill in the name of deities,

     Deities we have no proof

Of existing,

But still while exposed

To the blistering heat

Of The Middle East

We’re fashioning war

For Hollywood and Bollywood,

And the blood streaks

In rivers from beheadings

While villages are hanging

Children for speaking to

Their foe,

 

A Foe

 

We’re flying flags,

Waving them in their face

While they fly theirs,

And they’re busy burning ours

While children do not

Know the colours

That die,

     And all they know is red,

All they know are the eyes

That bulge from hung torsos,

And no matter how much

We claim to be developed,

We’re still complicit –

And it just never ends,

     Because the moment

‘we’ turn our backs

Another nine – eleven

Is in the offerings

And the circle of violence

Remains just as potent

Just as encompassing

As it always has been,

 

Always Has Been

 

     Since man came to this place,

There has been feud after feud,

And even though we talk

Of feudal ages gone by,

It is still with us to this day,

We have never developed,

We have never got past

The entity of war

That has not done

With humankind,

We’re still killing

And developing

Systems to take

Another life,

And it cannot let go,

Just like the urge

That brings more

Children to bear

Upon a planet

Where dignity and care

Has all but vanished,

Ceased to exist

Like the innocence

Children should have

But has been taken

And we forget,

We too were children once.

 

We Were Children Once

 

How can we justify

Going to war in one

Country alone,

Where many countries

Still hang and mutilate children,

Still kill them

And torture them and

Even fuck them

Before they’re

Ten years of age,

Why are we at war

     With -

Just the one

When many

Are still reporting

Rape and abuse of

Human young?

 

Human Young

 

We are old,

We are old

And suffering a sickness

En masse,

We don’t admit it,

But we’re watching

It all on screens

That favours its glory,

We’re mentioning

Hero’s in despatches

While draping the coffins,

And families are shedding

More and more

And more tears

Every year,

     Not just our own,

But those of Syria,

Afghanistan,

Iraq –

The Central African Republic

The Sudan and many more,

And further afield

In regions declaring peace,

The children are still

Being fucked,

     We are old

And tired of the same

Sad excuses

From Capitalist

To Democrat to Arab

African Russian

Or Asian,

They claim it’s God,

Or Allah,

But we all know

What it’s about,

It’s about power!

 

Power

 

By the power invested in me,

Power as fellow citizen

Of world,

     I know

This place

Be not a place

Of beauty,

Neither is there

Rugged terrain

We can marvel,

No landscapes of

Grand designs,

No place of worth

We should keep,

     Everywhere

Is daubed with blood,

Everywhere human

Flesh hangs,

Everywhere there

Is discord and confusion

And none,

Are worthy of sitting

There by Allah,

Or God,

Or whatever

Make believe deity

You shallowly claim

To favour,

And as much

As the peaceful

Try,

     As much as the

Pacifist cries,

     One hundred years

From now,

(if we are still here),

We will still be warring

Among ourselves,

And anyone,

Who feels they

Can stop what we do

To our young and our old,

To our babes and matured,

Is simply,

     Pissing against the Wind!

 

Pissing Against The Wind

Pissing Against the Wind,

A favourite occupation of Earth,

Where death and destruction

Reigns forever supreme,

Where the blues

And the greens

Have been changed to red,

     But don’t give up my friend,

Don’t droop your head

To a stasis below,

Don’t curl your toes

At what is asked of us all,

Just remember that one day,

You will leave this ball.

 

Michael J Waite 12th September 2014.