Category Archives: Activist

I gotta gun

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I gotta gun

I gotta gun

I am going out to shoot someone

This is in the minds of those who are extreme

It’s right wing, army thing, terrorist thing

They think they can change faith, opinions or peace

At the end of a gun it just beggars belief

I gotta gun

I gotta gun

I am going out to shoot someone

The arms trade gets rich off of death

The ignorance of gun ownership

Well it leaves me breatless

And those who believe it can attain peace

Or convert people’s religion

Are sadly deluded and and are lost beyond all reason

To wrapped up in believing

The propaganda put across by mulitcorporation death machine

That sells their weapons to anyone

And plays its part in all the grief

Suffered by the victims and their families

The arms trade is built on foundations of increasing greed and misery

I gotta gun

I gotta gun

I am going out to shoot someone.

Big man

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I can’t stand men

Who treat women like whores

No more than a guest

And certainly no more

A couple of drinks

Alnd it’s a beating at best

Or maybe even a bit of forced sex

Humiliation is the game

It makes them feel big

If she tries to object

She gets another hit

Act like he’s a real big man

But the truth is if you understand

He has mother issue

That he can’t get over

But do not offer sympathy

For he is not worthy

He lacks self love and discipline

And in his desperation

He takes it out on women

He’s not a bad man

He is a sad man at best

A potential rapist

Or maybe a sex pest

And he fortifies his strength

By pouring alcohol down his neck

He’s not a big man

He just has infrriorities going unchecked

He’s not a real man

He’s a total fucking mess.

How is it working out for you

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What do you believe in

Is it something you thought out

Or is it something you we fed and taught

how is it working out for you

Are you aware of what’s going on around you

Or are you repeating the media’s narrative

Are you lost in the HD TV dream

Or do you research life’s reality to find the truth

How is it working out for you

Do see the war machines being mechanised

To fight another war without a cause

Do you see the deforestation to enrich the elite

The same way that they are brexiting Europe

To satisfy the needs of the few

Using xenophobia as a tool to push it through

How is it working out for you

Do you see the poverty and inequality in society

Or are you another victim of the system

Held in place by it’s conscience money

A slave to the workplace scene

Not exactly life sweet dream, wake, work, sleep repeat again

how is it working out for you

Or are you aware that there is more and want it

Are you willing to make changes to break out of it

They look at me when I say this as if I am mad

For wanting more, for wanting better, for wanting to be free

What will you do to make it work for you.

A message for the future generations

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Reclaim the cities

Reclaim the streets

Turn up the pressure

Turn up the heat

Fight for equality

And a fair deal too

Fight for out earth

Fight for the truth

The world’s gone crazy

They’re brewing more wars

Another attempt

To leave humankind

Dead and torn

Laying in the bombed out

Cities and towns

We cry fight war not wars

But they’re deaf

To our sounds

Public representatives

That’s what they are

But they don’t consult us

They don’t care

Because they are

To rich and to powerful

And we are to lowly

We must apply the pressure

Much fast not go slowly

For time is running out

They’re destroying this earth

To old too care

These people have no future worth

So reclaim the cities

And reclaim the streets

The young who are the future

It’s within reach

Mass mobilisation

To bring about change

A revolution

In humanity and earth’s name

Don’t get brought off

And do not be gagged

These people who lead us

Are inherently bad

So stand for something

That is right, that is good

It’s your future earth

That’s understood

So f ihht for it now

Or there will being nothing left

Except baron environments

That are littered with the dead

Caused by leaders

Who just did not care

The greedy exploiters

Who took more than their share

And who hide in ivory towers

In their dicrepitude age

They will destroy man and this earth

But won’t accept the blame

They’ll put it on you

And asked what did you do?

Your future is in your hands

So now you must choose

How to act.

I am no prophet

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Who can foretell

What the future holds

Who can see or believe

That we can sustain

The way we live

Destroying our nature

And constantly warring

I am no prophet

But its easy to see

That we can not go on

This ignorantly

Thinking that there’s no

Real consequence

To acting this way

It’s pure madness.

Prorogue the system

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I would like to prorogue this system

And shut it right down

Dissolve it for causing inequality and letting fear abound

It promotes division and xenophobia and instills hate and greed

And all the fucking time it’s the vulnerable that bleed

Prorogue this crumbling capitalistic farce

It is no longer working

It’s time to find some new ideas

That stops people from hurting.