Angry, White and Proud

 

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Just about to watch something on Channel 4 at 10pm - Angry, White and Proud. I don't imagine this is going to make me feel good in any way whatsoever. At present, there seems so much anger in the world so what to do to dilute these hearts of sheer hatred. I want to bring myself back to 2010 when I wrote these words....

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Today I woke up curious. Serendipity well what does that mean?

My mate Wiki put it like this: “propensity for making accidental fortuitous discoveries”.

Finally, this religious atheist has something to believe in. Human equality but some are more equal than others. Equal human what a goal to go for when all are fighting for division. So let me write you a poem and put down my thoughts to pick myself up.

TEARS OF THE ARTIST

Tears running down my cheeks as
ears and eyes are not seeing or hearing my words.

But all is OK!

It is not our time to be together.
As readers and writers we are all lost.
Obviously you are not ready to receive my words.
My words are not ready to receive your eyes or ears.
And so with my pen and sorrow I write what is written
in front of you NOW…

And I am still, still. So very still.
Still writing. Writing away saying nothing but working
with the letters that have become my only friends.

You pity me and apologise and try your best to comfort me.
You tell me that you are sorry for not reading the words I have written,
but you are not ready to receive or to read a word that I have written.
And with my pen and sorrow I scratch out these words written
in front of you NOW…

But all is OK!

Time belongs to you and you have been on your time, not mine.
We reach for scared prose in times of crisis but you have been too content
and needed not the poetry that I am writing for these are words of comfort
to ease you through your darkest hours and say, "The power of the word is with you!"
It has always been inside of you. Your voice is so important, so speak. Speak out.
Say something too. Worry Not! Shout it out! Shout it out at the top of your voices.
Scream the houses down by the power of your lungs. Howl in the streets and
tell all your thoughts as they are so important to you and to me too, yes me too!
I am with you and you are with me and we are now together. And
together at last we can busy ourselves. Busy ourselves; together at last.

Starting at first to scream of the unjust world we are living in.
Scream of the lies told by others that we have had to listened to.
Scream of the words we have read that were unworthy of our attention.
Scream of the inequality from those without quality have laboured upon us.
To believe. To believe, to believe in ourselves and our ability to be.
Let us rewrite the lies that have been told in his-stories and her-stories.

A...B...C's are our new found friends and we are now controlling them.
We want to rewrite the books so badly written by liars and bruised egos.
Control-freaks of every Nation bragging about sometime-or-other.
Stories proclaiming fact with half-truths and what should of been but wasn't.
Loaded books of confusion with brainwashed forced-fed words ingested.
Once we find those cracks in need of repair we can secure our future united.
We are now together at last. We are together as reader and writer.
At last, we have found each other and finally we have found ourselves.


Joe Pollitt | 19th May 2010