There is no time like the present

No time to call me the better man

I love you all but still you sin

You smoke like Dirk but hold your fin

Like an animal

You do not win

In absence of glory you do not tell

The winner is evil the sky the begin

Of pleasure inperilled

The arc of bin laden

Does not finish here

But there where you win

The aimless start of war can be

The anywhere else for you do not begin

The end does start to make it sin

You do not know where I cannot simply

Open your eyes to the title track

Of the lp

I love to play

10 to 1

Is not the time

It opens doors

Where love begins

I di not know where you

Cannot sin

Begin the where

When no one sins

Where your difference on the brow

And hold your crooked man

On the sow

Soo-ee, soo-ee

I love you more

Than pigs do in your final hour

Do not know me when

You power

I know you not

And love you nire.

Pyre is work I do not pleasance

Take the bow

The corner presence

Is open now

I cannot hold

You again.


Copyright Bruce E Saunders 2020

The Dystopic Faction

The environment it says is the source

Of the function of the life we lead

Therefore it is the source of all our embodiment

As we try to make do with what we have

And less of that

To prevent another onslaught of the thyphoid or the Brecht.

To prevent that we need

To see that it is only the grave who write books

And only the wet who eat asunder and not the dry

(For it is the dry weather that causes the outbreak of disease where all other water subsidises it – the dry not the wet since it is the wet that causes the outbreak of the foot and not of the brain which is meningitis and such like and there is no cure for that is there – oh yes there is).

Goddamnit I am not going down as the one

Who preached the right and not the left but if it is true that all scientific plunder

Is about retoil and redress and not about further advance in medicine and such

Then it is true that it is a flu that shall get us and not a fall

Or an environmental hazard since it is a flu that

Burnishes the pipe and cuts the throat and it is

Up to you to see this.  This is not a monologue about the Egypt of the Pharoahs but it is about

The Nu who see that it as a turn for the worse to start causing all these diseases to disappear

And it is a turn for the worse to see that it is the end of the entertainment if it is soooo.

Nooo it is the turn for the worse to send the end of the time to the disease strewn men and women of the Ebola states saying it is You who need to be safe

And not the other who case the joint for the explicit need of plunder and oil

Like Ghana.  It is the neap of the tide and the start of something different now and I can feel it

As we march on our own without laptops in our hands ready to throw

A stone or a missive against the hard world who has destroyed all peaceful conduct as being a threat to the inane aspect of society that just causes it to ensnare the living cop

Who tries to submit a report that all protest is a form of party allegiance and not

A form of political protest and not anarchy and such.

See you on the next march.  Minus you laptop but bring your camera phone.