Poetry – PSYCHOLOGICAL DUST

PSYCHOLOGICAL DUST

One day xenophobia

will begin to rust.

People will smile

and help each other

And fall about in lust.

They’ll make the world a better place

Solve every problem — just

And hate and war

And nastiness

Will become

Psychological

Dust

OPHER 11.5.98

I believe a person’s life is like a stone thrown into a pond. It generates ripples.

Those ripples can be a force for good

Or they can be a force for evil.

We swim in the ripples we all create.

Some people’s lives barely brush the surface

While others generate huge tidal waves that sweep history along

If there are enough of us our waves build together in harmony.

I aim to make as many ripples as I can with my short life

My waves may be small but they lap out against everyone and spark other ripples

They can become as big as tsunamis and carry all before them

Our ripples build the zeitgeist in which we all are formed;

All of us are moulded but

Some help form the mould.

Together we can change the world for the better.

Here – I throw another pebble in.

See the ripples spread?

Here – share my pebbles.

Poetry – Barely Begun

Barely Begun

 

We’ve landed on the moon,

Flown past all the planets and close to the sun

But when it comes to tackling racism

We’ve barely begun.

 

We’ve crossed every ocean

And pounded our feet into every shore

But when it comes to settling arguments

We still go to war.

 

We’ve got super computers

And every conceivable machine,

But when it comes to gender equality

Nobody knows what it means.

 

It seems that the economic model

Works well for the few,

But when it comes to dealing with poverty

It’s something they don’t want to do.

 

It is time we started to address

All these issues that keep us oppressed.

For when it comes to elections

You’ll find you’ll hit the acid-test!

 

Opher – 22.6.2020

The experiment on Discrimination and Prejudice that contains a powerful message for us all.

This is Jane Elliott’s Blue Eye Brown Eye experiment that clearly demonstrates the impact of prejudice and discrimination. This was carried out fifty years ago. It is so powerful and has a message for all of us!

We have to build a better society without the inbuilt prejudices and discrimination of race, gender or ability. We are all important. To be victim of such discrimination is debilitating and simply wrong.

It is so scary to see how easily we can be manipulated and what a huge impact it has on us.

Poetry – Tearing down attitudes

Tearing down attitudes

 

They are tearing down statues

Of racists and slavers,

Pirates and traders,

Which makes me wonder why

Our society needed to raise them so high?

The warmongers and plunderers

Up there in the sky.

 

Why not the poets and writers?

Imagination delighters?

The musicians and dancers?

Emotional romancers?

The artists and comics

And other joy giving iconics.

 

Let’s put Zephaniah up higher!

Have Roy Harper up there

In Trafalgar Square!

People that care!

 

Our culture’s much more

Than exploitation and war!

 

Let’s not just tear down statues

With trite platitudes!

Have a new start – straight from the heart –

And change the attitudes

That affects all our moods.

Attack prejudice and poverty

With words and actions

And do away with

These elitist factions!

 

Let’s build something better!

 

Opher – 14.6.2020

Poetry – Death to Tribalism

Death to Tribalism

 

I’m brown in the sun

And black at night,

But in the light,

I’m white.

 

I’m privileged

And immune,

Treated with respect,

Not subject to neglect,

As a member of the select.

 

But I’m not happy,

I crave for equality,

A better society,

A meritocracy,

Fairer, without inequality.

 

I don’t care about your pigment,

Or your race.

I want to see a smile

On your face.

 

It’s primitive tribalism

Holding us back.

Let’s stop thinking –

Brown, white and black.

 

Opher – 26.5.2020

Poetry – George Floyd Looks Down on Trump

George Floyd Looks Down on Trump

 

‘It’s such a great day!’

I didn’t hear him say.

 

Someone told him he had to change his tone.

He was turning people off.

His ratings were going through the floor.

Hiding in his bunker tweeting tough.

 

So he tried his very best

To appear sensitive and caring,

But he fell short.

Struggling to find words

To look as if he cared,

But he’d been caught.

 

‘It’s such a great day!’

I didn’t hear him say.

 

Opher – 5.6.2020

George Floyd – What a ‘real’ President should do!

The riots are the result of a terrible murder in which a black life was held to be cheap.

The riots are the result of decades of political ineptitude and the continuing loss of black lives.

The riots are the result of centuries of institutionalised racism and prejudice.

A ‘real’ President would sympathise with George Floyd’s family and friends and reassure them that change will happen, his death won’t be in vain.

A ‘real’ President would ensure that George Floyd received justice and all the perpetrators of his death would be brought to court.

A ‘real’ President would reassure everyone that their peaceful protests were noted and would result in change.

A ‘real’ President would condemn the minority who are violent.

A ‘real’ President would press for legislation to counter the racism and prejudice that is rampant in America.

A ‘real’ President would press for a an overhaul of the police to ensure that things like this did not happen again.

A ‘real’ President would not stir up hatred and division but would try to calm things down.

It’s a shame that America doesn’t have a ‘real’ President!

Bob Dylan – The Ballad of Hollis Brown – lyrics – How he dragged Rock Music into a more serious Adult phase.

Rock music, up until 1965, was a teenage music, pure and simple. It avoided all serious subject matter, was focussed on young love, and aimed at an audience of teenagers – with few exceptions.

Bob Dylan, almost single handedly changed all that. Following in the Woody Guthrie tradition, who, in his early development, he based his whole act and persona on, he wrote songs about serious issues – war, civil rights, the rabid right wing John Birch Society, Ku Klux Klan, and racism. He was a Greenwich Village Folk Singer and part of a group who were doing similar serious songs – Buffy St Marie, Phil Ochs and Peter Lafarge. Folk music was a more serious, intellectual music aimed at an older more intelligent, if alternative, audience. The establishment derisively called them Protest Songs. They liked to label things and make them safe. It seemed that Folk and Rock had little in common – right up until Dylan broke through into the charts and became a phenomenon and the Byrds demonstrated that his poetic lyrics and adult themes could be translated into Rock. His impact was then enormous. He changed the way bands like the Beatles wrote songs and suddenly Rock music grew up and started tackling issues and experimenting with form. They were propelled out of the nifty two and a half minute single with verse chorus and middle eight.  Anything went.

In his early days he tried to sound like his hero Woody and scoured the newspapers for subjects to write songs about. Hollis Brown was about a black farmer who in despair shot his family and killed himself. In times of austerity everybody suffered. But with inherent racism it was the blacks who suffered more.

Later Bob was to taunt Phil Ochs, accusing him of being just a journalist. Well there was some truth in that. They were both writing songs that were journalism. This is one of them. But it did not take Dylan long to move out of ‘Protest’ into a more complex, poetic style, while Phil took a bit longer.

This song is early Dylan. It records the tragedy of the poor black farmer. There is a bit of Bob’s poetic imagery and a fairly straightforward repeating set of stanzas. Quite simple when compared to his later works. It sets out to tell the story.

In this moment where the ‘Black Lives Matter’ movement is growing, this song has renewed resonance.

“Ballad Of Hollis Brown”

Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
Hollis Brown
He lived on the outside of town
With his wife and five children
And his cabin brokin’ down.You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
You looked for work and money
And you walked a rugged mile
Your children are so hungry
That they don’t know how to smile.

Your baby’s eyes look crazy
They’re a-tuggin’ at your sleeve
Your baby’s eyes look crazy
They’re a-tuggin’ at your sleeve
You walk the floor and wonder why
With every breath you breathe.

The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
The rats have got your flour
Bad blood it got your mare
If there’s anyone that knows
Is there anyone that cares ?

You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
You prayed to the Lord above
Oh please send you a friend
Your empty pocket tell you
That you ain’t a-got no friend.

Your babies are crying louder now
It’s pounding on your brain
Your babies are crying louder now
It’s pounding on your brain
Your wife’s screams are stabbin’ you
Like the dirty drivin’ rain.

Your grass is turning black
There’s no water in your well
Your grass is turning black
There’s no water in your well
Your spent your last lone dollar
On seven shotgun shels.

Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Way out in the wilderness
A cold coyote calls
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
That’s hangin’ on the wall.

Your brain is a-bleedin’
And your legs can’t seem to stand
Your brain is a-bleedin’
And your legs can’t seem to stand
Your eyes fix on the shortgun
That you’re holdin’ in your hand.

There’s seven breezes a-blowin’
All around the cabin door
There’s seven breezes a-blowin’
All around the cabin door
Seven shots ring out
Like the ocean’s pounding roar.

There’s seven people dead
On a south Dakota farm
There’s seven people dead
On a south Dakota farm
Somewhere in the distance
There’s seven new people born.

If you are at all interested in my writing on Blues and Rock Music you can check out my books here:

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Opher-Goodwin/e/B00MSHUX6Y/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1474797981&sr=1-2-ent

I would recommend the Blues Muse or In Search of Captain Beefheart to get you started:

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https://www.amazon.co.uk/Search-Captain-Beefheart-Opher-Goodwin-ebook/dp/B00TQ1E9ZG/ref=la_B00MSHUX6Y_1_4?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1474886379&sr=1-4

or

537 Essential Rock Albums Pt. 1

Opher’s tributes to Rock Geniuses

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