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The Indian Wars

With the Indians vanquished at Wounded Knee

The Empire shone from sea to sea

But we could not rest 

Let salt stop this quest

For in far off lands there were more Indians to free 


We needed to liberate Cuban Indians from Spain

Lucky for us—a travesty on the Maine!

We promised them freedom

But that’s not for heathens

So their new masters we became


Far away in the Philippines

We dispatched a squadron of Marines

The Indians of Manila

Turned into Guerrillas

And forced us to liberate them by any means


South of the border, Indians got out of line

Thinking owning their own land was just fine!

So we set up a school

To teach them who rules

And sent them a Condor to ensure they’re supine


In Vietnam the Indians resisted

Through a Phoenix the bad ones were listed

Three million lay dead

Three countries in shreds

Orange and Napalm greatly assisted


In Iraq we had global remit 

Sanctions were harsh we have to admit

The price was steep

Indian life not cheap

But we think the half-million definitely worth it


Now the Great Plains are Afghanistan

The new Indian we call Taliban

Why we’re there no one remembers

Didn’t something happen once in September?

One things for sure—it won’t end in our lifespan


But the last war is yet to be fought 

As empires collapse and lose their support

When the average man finds out we’re bankrupt 

Trillions in debt—his temper will erupt

When austerity starts to be felt

With instructions from Washington to tighten one’s belt

The people of these United States you’ll see

Are the final Indians we’ll have to set free

 

The Triumph of Democracy

Rejoice!

For the Triumph of Democracy

A new king has come

The tyrant must flee


Now the wars may continue

Much as before

But with a commander and chief

Who isn’t a boor


Poverty persists 

And remains unaddressed

But this president—importantly

Talks of progress


The prisons are packed

Slave trade in full swing

But the leader kisses babies

So who wouldn’t trust him?


The new boss has faults

Of course he tells lies

But at least he has the decency

To hide them from our eyes


Drone bombs continue

To kill kids from afar

But this we can tolerate

Just not the porn star!


On sexual assault

We’re actually not fussy

Just please no jokes

About grabbing some pussy


The War on Terror

May have dispossessed millions

But the important question:

Did he contribute with his billions?


No longer will a buffoon

This sacred office defile

We care not for substance

It’s all about style


This God has not failed

That could not be

For his job is protecting 

The powers that be


The people placated

Rejoice from sea to shining sea

The Empire remains

And that—

Is the Triumph of Democracy

 

Black Lives Matter

Black lives matter

Every time comes the hour

We need their vote in elections

To keep ourselves in power


Black lives matter

It’s always been the case

From picking cotton—to prison labour

The negro has his place


Black lives matter

They buy up CIA crack

Funding Contra armies

Whenever Congress gets slack


Black lives matter

In the Congo most of all

For rubber, gold and coltan

We need blacks backs to haul


Black lives matter

We celebrate heroes like Hampton, X and King

Just don’t ask how they died

The investigations were strangely thin


Black lives matter

As we keep COVID at bay

A million starving Africans

Is a price we’re willing to pay


Black lives matter

How else would we carve up society?

Divide and conquer strategies

Require a level of ethnic variety


Black lives matter

But what do black lives matter for?

To advance the march of Empire

Black lives matter for that and nothing more

 

When the Towers Came Down

A century begins 

A millennium too

Filled with hope 

Of a world renewed


The Cold War long over

Conflicts end

Peace on Earth

Goodwill between men


War no longer

Seemed the choice

Iraq and Serbia

Brought no rejoice


Then the Towers came down

Then the Towers came down


And the Empire is born again


A shock to the system

Shock to the heart

Pillars of strength

Crumble apart


As the Towers came down

As the Towers came down


The cry to war

Is readily received

Far of enemies 

Easily perceived

And love or hate them

At this times like these

Aren’t our politicians to be believed?


When the Towers came down

When the Towers came down


So off we go marching

To Afghanistan

To get Bin Laden

That’s the plan

We don’t need no deal

With the Taliban

But somehow—he escapes

To Pakistan

And wouldn’t you know it…

He’s in league with Saddam


The Empire had to make the most

Of the Towers coming down


Back at home

Security was tightened

Liberties be damned

When people are frightened


The population surveilled

Detention without trial

Torture and assasination

Are the new style


Then before we know it

Iraq in our sights

The war on terror

Grows wings—takes flight


Because the Towers came down

What a gift to Empire

When the Towers came down


Few dared question

The state’s stated script

But a few girls from Jersey

Wouldn’t remain tight lipped

Demanding an investigation

Into what went so wrong

And not just one

Singing the establishment song


Why did the Towers come down?

How did the Towers come down?


The CIA

Did not explain

Why al-Hazmi and Miḥḍār

Got on that plane


The NSA

Were asked nothing at all

About the intercepts

Of Al Hada’s phone calls


The DIA

Had Able Danger

But no one heard

From Colonel Schaffer


The FBI

Cried civil rights

They couldn’t open Moussaoui’s laptop

They’re whiter than white


And so the Towers came down

And so the Towers came down


The Saudis certainly

Were not asked

Why they’d funded

Part of the task


Condi said 

She couldn’t conceive

Planes as weapons

It’s too hard to believe


General Eberhart

Could not get straight

What time his planes

Got out the gate


George refused

To take the stand

Without Dick there

To hold his hand

(And then only in private and off the record)


Edmonds, Linduer

Binney and Wright

All these people

Kept out of sight


And so we don’t know

We don’t know

Why the Towers came down


We’ll never know

Why the Towers came down


Rupert warned

We’d crossed the Rubicon

Scott described

The road forlorn


Speculation has mounted

Since the fateful day

Who was really to blame 

Did the culprits get away?


Was Bush the architect?

An inside job?

Has conspiracy helped

Or clouded in fog?


For the Towers coming down

For the Towers coming down


In time...


Al Qaeda resumed

Being Empire’s best friend

In Libya and Syria

They made amends


Now twenty years on

A new world has begun

An order of Covid

New lies being spun


The Empire creates myths

Upon which to feed

To centralise power

And service greed


One day the Towers

Will slip out of memory

A new generation

Sent to fight different enemies


And so the Towers

Will pass into history

With what really happened

Forever a mystery


But many awakened

Saw the world through different eyes

The Empire unmasked

Absent disguise


More than two Towers fell down that day

A third building yes 

But—

In another way


Towers of thought 

Towers of perception

Came tumbling down

As we saw through deception


As our Towers fell down

A new world appeared

As our Towers fell down


A resistance began

Millions radicalised

The internet helped 

Exposing the lies


Taking to microphones

A string of new sleuths

Asking the questions

Pressing for truth


New Towers take shape

The Empire’s—and ours

Fight for their place

With unequal power


Yet truth can only

Be on one side

It’s a weapon the Empire

Is forever denied


So the fight goes on

To expose this crime

Like Cheney’s war of terror

It won’t end in our lifetime


Now the Towers are down

Now our Towers are down

A new world emerges

Now our Towers are down

 

Killing with Kindness

Then Judas the Iscariot said: 


‘Why was this oil not sold for three hundred days’ wages and given to the poor?’


He said this not because he cared about the poor but because he was a thief and held the money bag and used to steal the contributions.

John 12:3-6


When in stories of conquest

You no longer buy

And the promise of security

Is seen for a lie

Then a different song 

We’ll just have to sing

A siren call of compassion

That sounds so warm and nurturing


People in foreign lands

We mustn't neglect

We’re certainly no empire

But we have a responsibility to protect


We oppose foreign wars

Fought for profit and greed

Humanitarian intervention

Is our chosen creed


Millions may die

In our righteous crusades

But our intentions are pure

We come only to aid


We don’t mean to kill

Wars are just hard to manage

Besides don’t call it murder

It’s collateral damage


We care for your children

No child left behind

Under compassionate cover

We’ll control every young mind


We’ll push up your wages

It’s within our power

You might not have a job

But you’re worth fifteen an hour


We’ll look after your health

Just do as we say

Stay home, stay safe

Till Pfizer gives the okay


We’ll go to any lengths

In order to protect

Even if millions starve

As lockdowns take effect


We don’t so much work—as serve

Such is our nature

The extent of our devotion 

To this legislature


We’ll take care of you

All your life long days

Just one demand

Never get in our way


Love is our sword

Compassion our shield

We’ll weaponise both

To ensure you yield


We’ll bring about unity

By imposing our will

And for those that resist

With kindness we’ll kill