[Misanthropist]

Good morning to all the happy people(I'll multiply the greeting for the sorrowful ones)
I wrote this song in January, but, I was, fairly, penalised for over posting.
Please,enjoy this drivel-thanks
Shefki




LIVE ANTHEM

I’m having so many dreads
Of quick thinkers wearing blinkers
Sat masts mar their mangled heads
Posing by their garden sheds

Hey ho talent on ice ring
Say your name-rise to fame
On your knuckles-in your bling
You must be the missing link

Frankenstain’s inside a lab
Insta- insta-insta-grab
Father time just nicked our cab

Did you hear that peacock tune
Like a nuke but it’s a fluke
Dancing it on pole and dune
Me way sooner than real soon

Now,it’s me of all the men
Selfie time,oh ghost of mine!
Oscillate my opium den
Sniff and puff on me again

Frankenstain’s inside a lab
Insta- insta-insta-grab
Father time just nicked our cab

[Vintage54]

  Shefki,

     Thanks for adding variety, and madness, to the forum. Don't get disheartened if the feedback fails to materialize, you take some getting used to. Now i could say, that i haven't got the foggiest what's going on here, but on the other hand i get it. Maybe not in the same way as you, or anyone else for that matter, but in my own way. It means this to me on tuesday, and that to me on wednesday, it's abstract and absurd, but for that reason, will always remain fresh. Did that make any sense, hope not.

                                    Vintage54

[Misanthropist]

Ha ha you’re onto something there.I can’t even get used to myself,which is astonishing judging by the access I’m granted.As for the LIVE ANTHEM it’s,mainly,a glimpse of the ubiquitous gadgetry’s fierce attack on the art of conversation.To my mind,we’re communicating more but conversing very little.
We listen and respond, instead of listen,understand and respond, if necessary.I see signs of frightful polarity between people when they expose their thoughts instantly .Now, many readers think I'm weird...