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Jon-Moss
39/Genderqueer/Cardiff, Wales
Escape the machine, destruction obscene Run to the arms, of jack in the green Escape from violence, destruction and woe To a place of beauty, music and flow A place for all, all who know That caring and sharing make good things grow So plant new seeds, water when you can This how to return to the arms of the green man
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 4:38 PM UTC
The Green Man
Tomorrow is a new day, sun will rise and light will play and chase away the darkness of yesterday Dawns geomancers dancing, earth tamping , feet stamping Beats counting, hearts measure When ever , what ever , regardless of weather So bring forth the four-four and head to the moor Welcoming all, we free people raw Ancestral call in this time sharing space Explore with movement,  no need to compete or to race In this place All misfits that fit in, On our faces such joy is written That tells us stories of how to let go, express yourself Let divinity flow And dance like no one is watching, and for now forget your woes Darkness is part of life like a thorn is to a rose And I see you, know how amazing you are Keep reflecting that glow and blazing like a star In case I forget to say, you should all know All the thorns and flowers, I do love them so
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 4:00 PM UTC
Free party rave (Thorns and flowers)
Feeling the pressure, system overload, building up about to explode Before it blows, let it all flow, tear down government, it's time to go It's the end of the line, off the tracks derailing, fares are too high, business failing Robbed the people too much, put the coffin nail in, They are not great just robbers, **** taking nobbers Protected by law, backed by coppers, tax and religion fills the coffers Media generates hate, a TV brain wash ,fascist thugs are on the streets, get on our feet and squash All ideologies that are twisted in the brain, we need to stop it now it's a runaway train Feeling the pressure, system overload building up about to explode, before it blows let it all flow and tear down government it's time to go They sold of the housing, they sold off industry, they want to sell the NHS that saved me I owe it my life, solidarity, to all abused by so called authority With polices that **** people with disability, Spreading war and demonizing refugees Whilst smugly smirking as mates dodge tax, men with money, scratch each others backs They think that they can get away Scott free, making deals that affect you and me And many would like to see them swing from a tree, for their type its the end of the line It's the end of the line, reached the final destination, time to close this corrupt station Had enough of fear and frustration, zero tolerance for a fascist nation
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 3:45 PM UTC
System Overload
The ****** handed, directors of war, surgical precision fascist bone saws They set up the stage , put up the walls, sold us a story subjugate the poor If you deviate from the script, they say its depression, go and swallow the pill from the medical profession Lobotomised the nation, repression of expression, robots playing parts in the theater of oppression The theater of oppression is a great deception, using smoke and mirrors, classic misdirection If you don't want to play that game organize protection, to stop you falling into systems of oppression You don't have to follow a lead, you could improvise, sharing skills with others, improve all our lives A carnival of connections where everyone can thrive, why stay chained on the ground when together we could rise So to the misfits, rebels and the freaks do not be scared to get out there and greet, Perform the oppression to people that you meet, as any journey starts by standing on our feet And do not be scared of ridicule, don't you let people put you down We are living in a circus, so bring on the ******* clowns.
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 3:43 PM UTC
Theater of oppression