Category: Poetry

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Close the Banks

Close the Banks

Close the banks, and repeal the slavery laws,
it’s your money and your life.

Close the banks, before they make summer too expensive,
before spring is extinct.

Close the banks, they are a Vampire Death Cult,
Drakula is alive and well, in a branch near you.

Close the banks, and ‘abolish capital punishment;
the people have always been punished by capital’.

Close the banks, ‘their’ capital is our time on earth,
the amassed toil of generations, stolen without pity,
we have enough laundries that don’t work.

Close the banks, the Politicians Pimps,
the Multinational Vandals,
the Stooges of the Rate of the Dollar.
They make deals with genocidal murderers.

Close the banks, and open your hearts!
The money has all gone, so join the real economy
and STOP THE CITY.

Close the Banks, this is one debt we owe ourselves.

schmook Paris 1984

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Prison Is A Crime

Prison is a crime
That is happening all the time.

The criminals are those
Who say “Five years is not enough”
When five minutes is all they could stand
In the prisons of this land.

Accessory to this Crime
Are all those who toe the line
While everyday the courts dictate
A pre-meditated policy
Of anti-human hate.

Prison is simply a crime
That is happening all the time.

Rape and pillage may be bad
But it is very sad
When the ‘good guys’
Are just as mad.