To hear a call (Explosions)

Another day passes us all by
We don’t care about it anyway
Without any public action, my, my
Listen to what the poor has to say

Why don’t we wake up from this lie?
Is it so hard to see the facts as they are?
Are we missing the point, when we die?
Do you hear the sound of every single car?

Bombs falling down on a smashed up world
Without colours and without any hope at all
Listen to the singing from one single bird
Haven’t we all an obligation to hear a call

Even though they call out for help, they get none
Why don’t we do something to make this better?
When have all your bombs landed, are you done
I don’t want to call myself anything like a settler

Fuck the politics; they’re not going to help us
We need action, something to do, just help them all
That was the sound of the burning corpse of a bus
Listen closely once again, can you still hear the call

Bombs falling down on a smashed up world
Without colours and without any hope at all
Listen to the singing from one single bird
Haven’t we all an obligation to hear a call

Missing the point is something we’re good at
Something takes us away from reality again
Can you see through the night, all the bats?
Do we really want to live with cocaine?

Listen to the funeral music in the back
Do you feel the plastic in our society?
Put your hate away, into a black sack
Try to help everyone needing psychiatry

Explosions pounding in the air
Clouds of dust soaring in the wind
Listen, this is absolutely no nightmare
Just don’t let it blow out with this last wind

End

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Poem by The Punk Rocker

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