The Ex - White Liberals
Where have all the poets gone?
The ones who made words cut
Who barked in church
Who washed up language with mud
Where have all the poets gone?
They wash their hands in ink
And walk around with sign-boards:
"Our hands are clean
And our pens are filled with perfume
we hurt nobody"
Where have all the painters gone?
The ones who made images crack
Who scratched the screen
Who dipped their brushes in blood
Where have all the painters gone?
They fill their canvas with white
and ask for palettes without red:
"Our eyes are blind
And our brushes are soaked in pastel
We hurt nobody"
Where have all the musicians gone?
The ones who made sound disturb
Who pulled down the stage
Who forged music into a weapon
Where have all the musicians gone?
They perform in supermarkets
And have their instruments tuned:
"Our ears are deaf
And our strings are wrapped up in silk
We hurt nobody"
Where have all the students gone?
The ones who made knowledge share
Who learned without books
Who made the world powerless
Where have all the student gone?
They stuff their brains with rules
And offer themselves for sale:
"The sun turns around the earth
And two plus two still makes four
We hurt nobody"
"We hurt nobody
We just save home and skin
We hurt nobody
Except those unable to complain
We hurt nobody"
