Saturday, 1 December 2018

rap song : screaming in agony



so why am i 
a bit of a slag ? 

florid sexualised symptoms they said 

and there i was 
kissing strangers on Westminster bridge
one of them led me to a park  
i was lucky  
i just cracked up laughing   

the glory of total freedom 
roaming around the streets screaming 
i could do whatever i wanted 
i had no fear 

she took a running leap 

my tongue hanging out feel vey zick
rolling you over onto the stretcher 
held in the love of strangers
a blanket of bliss  
screaming in agony 

two songs were playing in my head ... 
concussion strapped in tight 
the vehicle rattling away into the night 
like that gypsy move at 5 years old 
a tunnel to nowhere 
my legs tightly strapped together

the searing pain in my hip 
when they try lift me 

the door is slammed shut ... 
Im in a high security unit
surrounded by people who have just tried to kill themselves.  

My bags and pockets are searched 
for medications, and implements, and even plastic bags 
which are not allowed on the wards ... 

one lady tried to strangle herself with a tourniquet 

i was a whistleblower 

my fickle heart 
stays loyal to each one 

I'm as vulnerable as that chimp 
they can do what they want with me 

is Brexit the 3rd world war ? 
isn't it our turn 
to do a Gandhi ? 

my tongue hanging out feel vey zick
rolling you over onto the stretcher 
held in the love of strangers
a blanket of bliss  
screaming in agony







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