Monday 13 June 2011

Bang-Bang


Bang-bang
Banging at the door
In the dead of night
The dark illuminates your fright
As I'm pulled from your bed
Dragged across the floor.
Bang-bang
Banging inside your head
Festering wounds inflicted by structural violence
But the pain illuminates your silence
As you escape into ignorance
Safe in the sewer with the rest of the dead.
Bang-bang
Bullets rip through flesh
Blood stains the road
Bomb blast craters disfigure the landscape
As we turn our attention elsewhere
Crippled and blinded by fear.
Bang-bang
Blatant lies disguise the face of decay
That feeds on complacency
And breeds on greed and callousness
As we bend down and pray
Broken beings lapping up all the shit that we're fed.
Bang-bang
Buildings burn and towers crumble
While our kin continue to die everyday
And not just from guns but from a lack of water
As progress wears another mask
Bowed and bent we play our complicit parts.
Bang-bang
Ons liewe in dread
Gebuig en gedruig tot die mens verdwyn
En al wat oorbly is net vlees en been
As our faces contort around capped smiles
Grimacing as we look but fail to conceive.
Bang-bang
We go through life like phantom players
Trying so hard to ignore the facts:
We need to change these systems that keep us at war
As we hustle and strive just to survive
Brow beaten and bowed, chattering too loud.
Bang-bang
There's no more excuses
All of the rhetoric and skirting are useless
Sharpen the pencils and brushes and chords
As we try to dissect and express what we see
Within this tragedy, of impotent revolution.

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