Advice for yet another
next “New Bob Dylan”,
if you wish to save
your immortal soul
and your vocal chords
from certain oblivion;
Master Racism
I followed the money trail
That sap laden root of evil
Through the land of Mordor
To the heights of Mount Doom
Only to discover
Under a shadow of gloom
The dark arts of Sauron
Veiled behind the illusion
Of a philanthropic institution
Euphemistically referred to as
A reproductive health foundation
You Call Them Doors?!
Mother [2]
worrying would fall down and smash
the picket fence . . .
David & Linda Redpath © 2021
Artwork by Multiple Michael;
https://multiplemichael.wordpress.com/2020/11/14/back-at-headquarters-2/
Just A Cellar Dweller
Artwork by Multiple Michael;
“Religion is for people who fear hell, spirituality is for people who have been there.”
~ David Bowie
Like a Rising Stone
Like a Rising Stone
A time for life
to seek
to be found
to feel
to be touched
to hear truth
how sweet the sound
to taste goodness
goodness to be tasted
to love
and to be loved
Without the Divine
a lifetime
truly wasted
War on Drugs
For Those Missing In Reaction
In the darkest of jungles
I’ve hunted & collected
black market creatures
spawned from the crooked deals
of the well healed and concealed
criminal classes
riding high with Pablo & Carlos
in an altered cosmos
where the likes of Escobar
is some kind of super star
and heartbroken mothers
are left to clean up the mess
forever counting the cost
That Cat is High
Secret Happiness
In the midst
of this deepest sadness
the reminiscence
of a secret happiness
From the highest peaks of light
to the Isles of outer darkness
she came shining bright
my Lady of the Harvest
my Belladonna of the Night
Secret Happiness
In the midst
of this deepest sadness
the reminiscence
of a secret happiness
From the highest peaks of light
to the Isles of outer darkness
she came shining bright
my Lady of the Harvest
My Belladonna of the night
