Trying to read much in the way of poetry really drives home to me the fact of my dyslexia. It almost hurts, trying to read verse. It gets all run together and the cadences are never right it seems. I feel that I destroy the poetry I read.
Because I never really read at all growing up, and then in my twentieth year, achieving the minimal skill to read a complete book, given a month or so, the stuff I read was non-fiction, to get a payoff for all that work.
So, my poems are rewrites of songs. The poetry I consumed was when someone would sing me their poems. I guess I'm an orally and audibly informed person. My writing skills in prose are the result of a hyper life of talking way too much. I love to flip words around and see how they hang together and sound. This makes me a terrible listener.
I love folky singer/songwriters. I need the lyrics out front. I am also the audio version of dyslexic (don't know the word for that). When the "wall of sound" took over pop music, I quit listening. You could say that I'm stuck in the '60s.
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Here's a parody of
Desperado:
Corporado
By The Vultures
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1.
Corporado
you'd better watch what your doin'
or you will bring us all to ruin
before too long
Your bottom liners
your clearcut loggers and heap leach miners
your engineers and designers
could get it all so wrong
Well, don't you buy into the gold and diamonds boy
that deal is with the devil
The path with heart will fill your deepest need
Now, did God make the mountains green and tall
for us to make 'em bare and level?
We must understand, we create our own greed
2.
Corporado
we all breath by the same grace
you'd better let down your game face
and get yourself real
Can you rise up
break free of your denying
and see all that is dying
beneath your wheel
Well, don't you love to play Monopoly?
you've got hotels all around the table
You're havin' so much fun that you just forget to see
That you've got hired guns to make us play your game
just as long as we are able
When you've got it all will you finally set us free???
3.
Corporado
you'd best realize your power
will you bring our final hour
with the next dawn?
It is within you
to serve a higher calling
and stop that axe from falling
all our hope gone
Will you serve all life or mammon now
when the judgement is upon us?
In this final ticking of the eleventh hour
You're gonna push your camel through the needle's eye?
it seems you're bound to take it with you
When all the fruit you hoarded long ago went sour
4.
Corporado
it's not right to put us through this
You say someone else would do this
it's just our fate
It wont be easy
try to start sympathizing
And stop rationalizing
Stop your rationalizing
Before it's too late
© 1995 Eternal-Forest Productions
Edited by Alder Logs, 30 June 2012 - 12:55 AM.
