with supreme contempt

True I was once a homophobe

raised on tales of men in priestly robes

and by my own lack of common sense

but then it is verily my only defense

that when to such beliefs I clung

I was as naïve as I was young

but time set my ideas straight

love is love and that’s what’s great

but what to say of these gentlemen

and the poison in their pens

when you’re as educated as you’re old

what’s the excuse for a heart so cold?

for it’s bad enough to bear a grudge

but so much worse to maim and judge.

ram cobain

rise

you drag your feet

like the day dragged you

wearing defeat

and black and blue

the flesh is cold

the bones they ache

the heart is old

the spirit is fake

how beautiful it’d be

to lie down for an age

to be for ever free

of battles left to wage

but through the ghastly gloom

and the dark of it all

here in this very room

something shows gall

a shaft of sunlight peeps

sinewy golden strong

courage floods in seeps

to whom does it belong?

ignoring the million cares

and the familiar million sighs

the morning brazen dares.

How will you reply?

ram cobain

un-exist

 

in the world of living

woe the living ghouls

with their loud plastic smiles

and their silent howls

ram cobain