[GJM] a song as long as the Cockatoo in Owl Talk on a Black Stump?
viktor zolotenko
zolotenko at yahoo.com
Mon Jan 14 19:40:39 MST 2008
This is a short song that i wrote for an indigenous
story teller from oz - he tells me he lost his leg via
a great white croc, as stock white fare GLARE?
Cockatoo in Owl Talk on a Black Stump
Key words
Sacred, sights, money, plan, bush, fire, net, self,
kids, work, play, norm, valley, basis, clans, tribe,
dingo, tiger, animal, own, laws, story, white, black,
equal, elder, source, fight, land, hit, quick,
disease, value, spirit, gold, class, system, ticket,
forge, hunt, blood, genetic, skin, colour, family,
life, habitat, fish, kangaroo, women, man, church
force, drunk, mine, gold, caste, half, trace, back,
product, dole, war, conscript, join, bikie, think,
car, beauty, colour, slogan, credit, copper, tough,
coconut, sex, inside, outside, truth, black, mag.
Join in equal measure of your length,
Cut dogma in slogans of parch loath,
Trace the past and present to a path,
Present and future as a present park,
Lark for lark in stark in any light dark,
Laugh as you and I graft in park craft.
Kangaroos are my bonds in a church,
Lurch from your perch in any search,
Inside and outside beauty is an arch,
Sex is social credit in the colour arc,
Black mags in truth sleuth is a spark,
Park the clerk in dark at my slogan spa.
The caste of all castes is a spirit in mind,
Half and half is the ink in pink for mine,
Product of forces in force I mime in time,
Nets I collect in the ideas of rhyme prime,
Family of mines in prime colours I mime,
Past is past less we forget to think mirth.
Black and white hands in grand plan,
Glands in genes did fish for family plants,
Value any shin tint in this space of ants,
Grants for paws in that crunch in hunts,
Grunts galore for the poor runts in punt,
Bound for drunk as skunk for this pun.
Valley as a basis for tribes and clans,
Dingo, tigers and all animals in life spans,
Own laws based on story of fact in hands,
Black and white equal in all the lands,
Elders and sources of spirit in your wands,
Forge a fight on class of black glands.
Chorus
The black man and woman did sag,
The weight of sacred slight on sights,
Money is a white plan for pan sand,
Gold is the self on any black site,
Bush and fire on our net of spite,
Kids work or play in the norm of
SPiRIT
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