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POEM OF THE MONTH: Placing Blame

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POEM OF THE MONTH: Placing Blame
Take pleasure in blaming Russia.
For every crime committed.
Correlate it with the correlation between coral reefs and bird shit.
Take pleasure in blaming rats.
A big fat and juicy one
The ones like the birds who NEED to shit down.

International relations.
Golf vacations.
One and the same.
It's all a game.
Money is the mulligan.
No-ones counting that "treasure"
So blame the rats for the mounting pressure.

Divorce yourself from reason.
Or face treason for touching the limo tank.
200,000 strong and don't break rank.
Like the Tories who keep leaving coz Brexit ain't really about you, me, or hard working Europeans.
Trade reasons. That's it. That's all.
Above you all, and your feeble little brains.
Easy to manipulate.
Coz money is the mulligan.
And they like to play their games unfairly.

Lost little lions.
Barely able to see past your feet.
Take pleasure in blaming Russia.
We the rats that must compete
To get to the top
Just to shit on the street.
A good start is to know who the bad guys are.
So don't feel you're doing nada.
Just know that not everything bad is coz of Russia.
Spies and lies.
Political ties.
Disguised in boosts in economy.
Like the monarchy
And their displays of war and power.

Before revolution, lovely blood and violence.
Revolution, probably blood and violence.
After revolution, possibly blood and violence.

I don't know what to believe.
Coz in my own life I'd like to conceive the creative treasures within me.
And give and receive love.
But I know who the bad guys are above.
It's just fucked that there are nuclear missile plans hidden in a bulletproof car.
And our PM and BJ would love a ride along.
Up to Scotland to play a round of golf with a wolf in wolf's clothing.

I don't know.
I don't know.
I don't know.

And that's okay.
It's just another news day.

 

 

Meet the Poet - Malcolm George

"With my shit I feel like I write everything and nothing at the same time. I put down some words for myself coz I feel like talking to myself, being aware of how I’m feeling in that moment, or coz I’m bored.
One day I just decided to show my poems to others. Show them to mates on IG. So I draw pictures of art on my phones like photo editing thing, which I use to draw, add text, and mess with filters. Sometimes the poem comes first, sometimes it’s the other way.

And literally no one cares. Thank god.

Some people do like the stuff I say. I’ve had some lovely feedback. Its coz I’m not a poet either that I think I’m not a bad one. Coz I’m foremost an aspiring artist. I paint, film stuff, and dress funny.

Poetry is just another artistic medium. Full of great artists.

I like art coz the rules can be your own. You get granted freedom if you’re good. And if you’re lucky you may make one or two pieces maximum that truly make a difference. Up until then it’s all about experimenting and failing and most of all having fun by realising that it can be fun because there are just the rules you set, if any at all, if you’re in that position where you feel you’re ready to take stuff more - seriously.

For me three rules that glare out to me the most:
Have fun, fuck[ing] it up, and [fucking] why not?

Why not have fun and fuck it up?

Fuck it up coz why not? And Have fun fucking it up.

The outcome isn’t whats most important to me. It’s the process. And the same applies to poetry. It’s fun to speak.

I’ve decided to make art something I wanna spend my time on. So I’m gonna do it exactly how I wanna do it coz I want to be an artist and just go for it. I’m not confident, I just have a work ethic that is good enough and lets me experiment. Literally why not?

 Why not do something different? Why not use anything. Anything can be art. Big fan of Rauschenberg: “You begin with the possibilities of the material.” And material can be anything. I like poetry, why not see what I can do with it? And I apply that to everything I like. Like my friends. My outlooks. My politics. My expression. It’s at this point that you realise that the possibilities are still endless for creative strivers.

Also big up Marxist revolutionaries and the EPSR (Economic & Philosophic Science Review.) Promised myself first time I got press I’d shout that down the mic.

'Only he is a Marxist who extends the recognition of the class struggle to the recognition of the dictatorship of the proletariat. This is the touchstone on which the real understanding and recognition of Marxism is to be tested.--- V. I. Lenin.' "

Check out the rest of Malcolm's work at https://www.instagram.com/by_an_animal/ and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sK4wc85LYG0.