Now That's What I Call War On Terror Music (Volumes 22-33)

Let's go
Put out for bunny ears
Fire up the hugs the tears
Book the stadium
Shout luv ya
We won't give in
Then sing your song
About being fucked so hard
you can't walk
to screaming eight-year-old children
                         eight-year-old children..
Earnest gurning saplings
And remember
Never give in to terrorism..

Beta kittens with floppy ears
Warm the cockles
Intern clicks of fear
Roll out dappled stock heroes
We always need those
Feel the tingles
From your head to your toes
Another hashtag
Virtue signal
infantilising palliative antidote
Don't be a spoil-sport
Stoke the rolling Cope Machine
Groin marine positivity please..

Triffidal flowers drop-ship macramé hands
Autotune tears align
Never allow a good crisis to go to waste
The limo engine purring discreetly

Candle in the Wind ditties
And as we bomb Libya
Ariana Grande/A Grande Arena
Dangerous Woman
Would you spare one song for Tripoli
Or Baghdad
Hillary sing for Benghazi
Or at least walrus a missing person's appeal
Has anyone seen Eric Braverman
Whisper a lament for Seth Rich's arkancide
Cry like you mean it..

If you can't manage a song
Could you spare a middle eight
Or a chorus
Or the last few seconds to fade
Or spare the virtual hole in the middle of an mp3..

Saint Theresa
Cut another deal with Saudi
Then frolic through wheat fields
Feel naughty waving pyramid quids
Clutch for dear life
your chocker necklace
Skull and Bones
And a pint of squid
A delicate balance
A delicate balance..

Spare one lullaby for the Yemeni Houthis
Or the White Helmets' beheaded
Let's have a minute's silence
For any friendly fire incident
On any given Friday
A wedding
A funeral
Another bombed hospital
All for our children their kids are goats..

Teflon empaths..
If you can't manage a silent minute
How about a few seconds
Even if only inside your head
You can carry on talking if time-poor
'tis the thought that counts..

And a silent word with your intelligences
The assets flip
Get hip to the bait and switch
What a Watch List
Battalions of Mr al-Baghdadi Batmans
Legacy phantoms
Now available in cans
In-Extremis Man
The new fragrance for the edgy man
Slipped under the radar

Slap on a ribbon
This one is for our children
Beta sex kitten bunny ears
Monarch sired seer
Crisis management goes hot
Alice in Wonderland
White Rabbit
Slytherin 6
Chess board alter
One Love massive attack
Harry Potter cannibals
Presstitute managers
An ex-prime minister exhibits his shed
Glistening various shades of bone ash..

And the flowers
Sentiments waxed flex fitter
Soundbite Molotov ziggurat
reflect flitting moondogs..

Flames of electronic candles
Click off
To save power
As a lamp post light flickers on
mistaken for the sun..

Beneath the nuisance rain
the parched memorial
The shrink-inked words
Some heartfelt
Frightened numbed
Blur into Rorschach tests..

The wrapping can be recycled
The flowers churned to compost
The sentiments monetised to numbness
Celebrity cash cow tweets
One Love
Hand in glove
The War on Terror love train

The entertainer shouts luv ya
So you shout luv ya
She wants to know
If you are alright
    even the ones at the back..
She wants you to feel better now
She felt your pain
She felt your pain..

A community of atoms fuses together
For a few hours more
Then everything shall return
to the way it was before..
                  ...luv ya..see ya..

Please close the door behind ya
And exit..
                stage left..

The concessionary stalls are outside..


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Philip Stevens

Sun 22nd Oct 2017 21:50

As a lamp post light flickers on
mistaken for the sun.. tis the world we live in

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suki spangles

Tue 20th Jun 2017 00:26

Hi ray,

First of all many thanks for your feedback. The world is just going crazy. We seem to be in for a long hot summer.

And you're right - it is weird, and will get weirder. I recall the Hunter S Thompson quote: When the going gets tough, the weird turn pro. But I don't think he had any of this in mind..


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Sun 18th Jun 2017 13:22

HI Suki, back as promised though a little late. I read this about 3 times to absorb the flow. I just wanted to say how brilliant are these flashes of irony and black humour which pretty much captures everything in a sort of butterfly net -with its rare gems. What sticks out for me is the role of "entertainer" in this scenario. An essential facilitator so different from the gentle lyricisms of Tommy Cooper et al.

The whole is like a cloud of nonsensical hype on the back of disaster and I mean this as a compliment! Ariana Grande/A Grande Arena (superb) The involvement in the young as a sort of sweetener is bizarre (again a compliment). I could go on; I am incredibly impressed by this poem.


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suki spangles

Sun 18th Jun 2017 04:09

Hi friends,

First of all, many thanks for your feedback and taking the time to read this. I'm sure you must know how much I appreciate your input and feedback.

Stu, of course you can share. I'm honoured!

Col, I know what you mean, but sometimes I just have to get all that stuff out. It actually took me many hours over many days to get this right. Believe it or not, I have edited it down to its "bare bones" lol!

And David, as always many thanks. Glad you got the humour in this.

There is a prevailing mood here on WoL with all that is going on, but thank goodness for that. It's a gentle form of resistance I suppose, but it's also about trying to make sense/nonsense of this increasingly weird/worrisome time we are in. All we need now is for Yellowstone to become active; a banking flash-crash, or a nuclear accident somewhere. But that can wait until next week. Let's at least have a chilled out Sunday with a Pimms!!


Cheers to you all.

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Stu Buck

Sat 17th Jun 2017 13:58

this is absolutely outstanding poetry
ive shared it, hope you dont mind

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 17th Jun 2017 12:33

Hi SS,

well its after mid-day, i dressed and am in a process of undressing again already...its too hot for clothes today.

Great flashes of humor and anger here, so glad someone has referenced our PMs outlandish wheat-field vandalism, life must have been such a wheeze for her.

I love it all but the last nine lines really make a good point. I am very reluctant to ever think things might change or that we will ever learn, it doesn't stop me from hoping though.

I truly do not believe I can become more cynical than I already am, it's a horrible affliction and a great bore I am sure for all those around me.

We should all get together for a WoL ranting rally some day, maybe a BBQ and Pimms lol.

Lots of love to all,


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Sat 17th Jun 2017 12:16

Same as David, Suki - i'll come back later for the full monty reading - so much to take in at the mo'.


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Colin Hill

Sat 17th Jun 2017 09:51

anger, despair, numbness, disbelief, exasperation - it's all there and like David's 'Raw' audio it's bubbling over. Feels like we're in some sort of humanity end game these days.

Get out, enjoy the sun. I'm off to a food fair at a National Trust property to buy some artisan bread and happy pig sausages or whatever waffles. Act like there's nothing happening elsewhere. Breathe fresh air in my own little world-bubble away from the news-feeds for a few hours. Because knowing what to think or how to react to each new day gets progressively more difficult. Will this anger eventually turn to acquiescence and submission and acceptance? Is that what they want?

David could provide a good audio for this I'm sure - when he's finished running round his house trying to get dressed.

all the best

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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 17th Jun 2017 06:41

Hi SS,

can only manage a like at the moment as I'm running around the house trying to get dressed, I'll try and get back later to this.


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