Bora born

Mad dogs and fishermen _

Hi george
good day john
any idea what you've done.
On opposite sides of this blessed earth
let's have a look at what's been birthed.
You both bark from the new far right
with dogs of war of religious might.
A spiritual war with an ethnic strain
with beliefs so tight, you feel their pain.

Careful george
steady john
that's a slippery slope you're on.
No room to move with beliefs this kind
with walls so high in your tiny minds.
That exclude others without your insight
to be dogmatic, when the price is right.
A political base that rests on fear
with control of the media we see and hear.

Study george
look at john
with their arrogance to gaze upon.
Eyes so close, take your time
reminds one of the criminal mind.
They're both well informed above 30 degrees
and economic effects on you and me.
An intriguing deficit for when it's time
for breaking moulds, an elite time line.

Who's luck george
bad luck john
see what you do when your minds' turned on.
You both face elections near the end of this year
platforms of sand built on fear.
You reinforce the status quo
with what they want to hear and know.
You both found out what turns them on
it's the fear of losing, what they think they own.

Well done george
says your mate john
quite an example you've given me son.
I like your idea to hit terrorists first
in a pre-emptive strike, a destructive burst.
Their nations leaders told later on
of mad dogs and englishmen and that noon day sun.
Now what would we say if they hit us first
I guess we still quench the terrorist's thirst.

Are you deaf george
you blind john
histories gift lingers on.
To show all with a brain in their head
innocents always, count the most dead.
Your 600 billion needed a worthwhile test
improving the lot in the vipers nest.
Instead they enlist in a virgin race
cause and effect, set well in place.

Now listen george
you too john
you're fighting evil with your own.
Watchers know this, it's crystal clear
you harm others, by Will each year.
Take the time to refresh your mind
and read your Bible from time to time
for he gave a message for all to hear
to love your enemies, and those you fear.

Please george
and please john
turn the pages to find this one.
For the greatest of teachings from that mount
a breaking miracle for those who count.
As their shores were being over run
and none would stand, bar one.
Barabbas was this patriots name
who sought the Christ with zeal, no shame.

Found it george
you too john
now what did he ask of God's son?
To turn the crowd to defend their land
from invaders on those shores of sand.
His cause you'd think a righteous one
yet the Christ replied as the humble son.
To terrorise the invader, even now as then
you become the same as them.

Repent george
convince our john
aren't you sorry for what you've done.
Creating enemies with zealous might
fueled by dogma of the religious right .
The end of the world I seem to hear
thank God it's yours, my minds still clear.
Murder of innocents, just co-lateral stuff
to justify, a hypocrites bluff.

Goodbye george
my dear john
a final thought to ponder on.
A child could show which path to find
behind the veil in your leaky minds.
Would you attune with spirit today
and consider what the Christ might say
if you asked him the way toward peace on earth
would he answer _ Just kill them first.

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© sep 2004 _ Nhawrr yirrpa  


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