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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