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Suddenly – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“All credibility, all good conscience, all evidence of truth come only from the senses.” Friedrich Nietzsche

Suddenly

Suddenly truth broke out on a 
spring morning laden with the
warmth of promise forecast
centuries ago by the hopeful
prophets before they became
adults stuck in over insured 
futures of predictable plastic 
living suicide and, 
just as suddenly,
people discovered themselves 
and each other.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Prepare Yourselves – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The seed of revolution is repression.” Woodrow Wilson

Prepare Yourselves

Scions of Richard the lll,
we the sheep are so tired of
your eternal and turbulent days
where we walk among wolves,
devoured by your lies that 
suck the life out of us like
walking through a field of mud
that sucks the boots off your feet
impeding any will to motion,
well, prepare yourselves
because we the sheep
are flocking together.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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I’ll Have Two – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Merril at dVerse has invited us to write about revolution.

dVerse – Poetics – Revolution

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Dylan, The Who, The Rolling Stones, The Sex Pistols, and dozens more but the Beatles too …

“You say you want a revolution ….” Lennon, McCartney.

I'll Have Two

We threw a cocktail party
at the barricades last night,
Molotov was served
without olives and
there was a riot with
flags cast down,
ideals thrown more
quickly than any thoughts
that might be given to them,
and even though it wasn't
very pretty, in spite of all
that waste and blood,
we gave our lives so that
none would choke on the
air thick and cloying with lies,
and for the pleasure of 
wiping the smugness off
the faceless puppeteers,
for just one moment.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Their Humanity – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.” Dom Helder Camara

Their Humanity

Why do you fear that
helping another will cheat 
you of all that you dream
for yourself, and that your small
piece will be taken by those less 
deserving of their humanity,
that it takes away your veneer of
appearing caring when you give
so little and the self-righteous
judgements you offer, that their
poverty is clearly deserved, and
besides, it is your superpower to 
divvy droplets of coin like cheap 
salvation so long as someone is
watching your performance?
Why do you imagine that the
world is just for you?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Note: Following Camara’s famous comment I note that it is still the case that it is easy to pillory or dismiss people who become concerned for the plight of others as ‘leftist’, ‘communist’, ‘socialist’, ‘social democrat’, ‘democrat’, ‘Christian democrat’, Greens and etc., etc.

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But Not Today – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“There is no greater tyranny than that which is perpetuated under the shield of law and in the name of justice.” Montesquieu

But Not Today

How clever
the con of flags and
their purveyors who 
valorise sacrifice for 
ideologies that dribble
like bird shit down 
lifeless, barren statues,
testimonies to a violence
nurtured by cunning liars
who consume our flesh,
but not today,
today we burn your flag
repudiating your death cult,
and beat your statues into
life-giving vessels bearing 
gifts of life and love that
set us free to determine
that no one will die this day
for the sickness that is a 
canker in your fetid heart.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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It’s Time To Light A Fire – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A desperate disease requires a dangerous remedy.” Guy Fawkes

It's Time To Light A fire

Up on the hill the light recedes
as the western candle dims,
wick ravaged to ill effect,
too frayed to rise again with 
wax beyond plenish once more,
there's a chill wind blowing
and the age is dark,
it's time to light a fire.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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Golden Lies – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“A liar goes in fine clothes, a liar goes in rags, a liar is a liar, clothes or no clothes.” Unknown

Golden Lies

The lights went down,
the gathered hushed, 
curtains off to the sides,
a single light on centre stage,
act two was underway,
shadowy background figures
danced opaque dalliances,
while those closer frenzied
and flailed while the 
naked one in the spotlight
regaled his fine clothes,
a suit of golden lies
at his feet,
an unnecessary guile.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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What Is Our Revolution? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“The worst form of injustice is pretended justice.” Plato

What Is Our Revolution?

The games they play,
sophiticated pettiness,
a reduction to a 
complex immaturity of
monopolising
greedy children,
bra snapping,
hair pulling,
soup spitting,
thuggery
loosed as 
legislature,
how, or when, why,
did we do that?
Perhaps more pressing,
what, is our revolution?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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It Begins With Me – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Word of the Day – Begin

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“Racism is a refuge for the ignorant. It seeks to divide and to destroy. It is the enemy of freedom ….” Pierre Berton

It Begins With Me

We know the system is malignant,
a menancing metastases whose
symptoms are poverty and despair
matched to a greyscale of colour,
imprisoned in anger that rails
agasinst the enormity of the evil
that presses in on every side,
and yet, the scaqle of it all
is not beyond us,
just a shift in thinking,
a step forward,
a word said right,
it begins with me.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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What Is The Colour Of Guilt? – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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"There comes a time when silence is betrayal."  Martin Luther King Jr.

What Is The Colour Of Guilt?

We thought he had a gun,
she was in the way,
he walked towards me,
she was similar to the picture,
he was eratic,
he was suspicious,
she reached into her handbag
he was filming me,
she was unwell,
he looked like a perp,
he was known,
he argued,
the neighbour said,
we didn't know it was a phone,
he crashed his car,
there was a phone call,
O, it was a toy gun,
He shot himself while handcuffed,
he was running,
he was asleep but he was armed,
he was in the shop,
He was high,
she was arguing,
there were drugs,
he laughed,
O, he was in his own yard,
mistaken identity,
he was helping police,
he looked at me,
he was mentally ill,
she was homeless,
unpaid fines,
the white man said,
the white woman said,
he was black,
she was balck,
a counterfeit twenty dollar note,
8.46,
a cheap life
when you stand in blue
above the law you uphold,
you can make up a story
to make their innocence 
suit your crime,
what is the colour of guilt?

©Paul Vincent Cannon

Note: To say that Black Lives Matter is not to diminsh other lives, especially Indigenous lives, but they simply make the point about injustice. Statistics don't actually bear out the injustice until you look deeply at the cases - unarmed, ill, mistaken identity, and many innocent people. 

Paul, pvcann.com

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