Rape and Denial in Cyprus (85)

Rape and Denial in Cyprus (85)

1

I’m so sorry English lady
There was nothing I could do
To prevent 12 guys from Israel
Taking turns in raping you
A camera came in handy
And a decent cam as well
To be uploaded soon after
Making you a porn star now.

2

Cyprus is a crooked country
And a terrible place for sure
Its judiciary can’t be trusted
In fact it’s rotten to the core
12 male rapists from Israel
Are liberated, they are free
Looking tribal, looking feral
As they celebrate victory

Chorus

Don’t expect justice in Cyprus
What you get there is a game
Let the victim be found guilty
And to hold her head in shame
Let revenge porn be uploaded
Let rape be denied somehow
Let the riff-raff mock the lady
With her life in ruins now.

3

I’m so sorry English lady
How can justice be denied
Due to diplomatic pressure
That the Israelis applied
Turning villains into heroes
Takes a certain sleight of hand
See them mock their former victim
Drinking champagne looking grand

4

Cyprus is a crooked country
It’s a dangerous place for sure
When a dozen men from Israel
Get one foot inside your door
Were not Israel men entitled
As the soldiers of their State
To coerce one lady drinking
To submit without debate?

Chorus

Don’t expect justice in Cyprus
What you get there is a game
Let the victim be found guilty
And to hold her head in shame
Let revenge porn be uploaded
Let rape be denied somehow
Let the riff-raff mock the lady
With her life in ruins now.

5

I’m so sorry English lady
It’s a wicked world for sure
To see people evade justice
With the blessing of the law
I am lost for words dear lady
You must forgive me that I am
How dare 12 men from Israel
Treat you like a joint of ham

6

Cyprus is a crooked country
Justice can’t be trusted there
All the more so for the ladies
That let down their pretty hair
Even worse if after drinking
You hang out with feral guys
With submission being safer
Than a shot between the eyes

 Chorus

Don’t expect justice in Cyprus
What you get there is a game
Let the victim be found guilty
And to hold her head in shame
Let revenge porn be uploaded
Let rape be denied somehow
Let the riff-raff mock the lady
With her life in ruins now.

The End

© Frankie Espirit

Dragon Spotting (84)

1

People ask me about dragons

Are they really bold and brave?

Are they monsters in the making

That don’t know how to behave?

Do their mouths fill up with fire?

Do their teeth glow red and white?

Do they threaten to destroy you

In the middle of the night?

Peace and love are truly awesome

But they have had their day for sure

Now the people of most nations

Serve the true masters of war

Has justice abdicated?

This being the price we are prepared to pay

To prevent the dragon from knocking on our door

Since its common knowledge power controls the law

2

This describes dragons exactly

Please don’t ignore what I say

To become a dragon hunter

Is most ill-advised today

Since most end up in the grave yard

Contemplating what went wrong

When confronting a live dragon

That is mighty fierce and strong

Soldiers murdered Che Guevara

I believe it was a firing squad

On the orders of the dragon

Acting more like it was God

Confronted by such power

The others fled in awe

Realising the dragon

Commands the true masters of war

3

Gerald Bull took several bullets

And Gaddafi a sharpened knife

When you have the fire power

It’s all too easy to cheapen life

Justice flees from the battle

Seeking a good place to hide

And the vacuum thus created

Is where hate chooses to reside

Peace and love are truly awesome

But they have had their day for sure

Now the people of most nations

Serve the true masters of war

Has justice abdicated?

This being the price we are prepared to pay

To prevent the dragon from knocking on our door

Since its common knowledge power controls the law

4

So are dragons brutal killers?

Yes they really are my friend

Since they have the fire power

And the big money to spend

Developing brand new weapons

Even more deadly than the last

In the knowledge that true justice

Now belongs in the distance past

Soldiers murdered Che Guevara

I believe it was a firing squad

On the orders of the dragon

Acting more like it was God

Confronted by such power

The others fled in awe

Realising the dragon

Commands the true masters of war

Peace and love are truly awesome

But they have had their day for sure

Now the people of most nations

Serve the true masters of war

Has justice abdicated?

This being the price we are prepared to pay

To prevent the dragon from knocking on our door

Since its common knowledge power controls the law

The End                          

   © Frankie Espirit

In the Absence of Design (81)

In the Absence of Design (81)

1

Thanks to brutal competition

Central planning takes a hit

After which market forces

Screw us down bit by bit

According to the theory

How about we just retreat

Since the robots soon arriving

Are plain impossible to beat

2

In pursuit of full employment

Trash the planet and consume

And don’t think about the robots

Spreading lots of doom and gloom

It’s a sin to share possessions

Empathy is out of date

Employment truly matters

It’s the thing we must create

Chorus

When I read about the Luddites

They don’t seem so bad to me

With our planet being ruined

By our liberal democracy

Competition is a menace

Silicone a hangman’s rope

Yet when I look at the Amish

I see tradition, peace and hope

3

Never mind about the robots

It’s a competition thing

To prove that you are worthy

You must praise the money king

Competition is the method

By which you can be the best

Even though the robots coming

Might replace you with the rest

4

In pursuit of full employment

God’s creation takes a hit

And social justice suffers

When it tries to do its bit

Only competition matters

And with robots on the way

It is looking like our species

May well soon have had its day

Chorus

When I read about the Luddites

They don’t seem so bad to me

With our planet being ruined

By our liberal democracy

Competition is a menace

Silicone a hangman’s rope

Yet when I look at the Amish

I see tradition, peace and hope

The End

© Frankie Espirit

Boeing's Max 8 (The Coffin Maker) (83)

Boeing’s Max 8 (The Coffin Maker)

It’s quite frugal on the fuel

Boeing’s plane, the Max 8

Renamed the “coffin maker”

After crashing twice of late

With its complicated software

And its balance all awry

Time for it be dismantled

With a tear from either eye

Chorus

Can we disregard “persuasion”

Will an upgrade do the trick?

Some admit to cutting corners

And consequently feeling sick

When a plane is prone to stalling

And its sensors can’t be trusted

Then a better plane is needed

Than a turkey that is busted

We need a plane without software to fix a fault

Plus a patch for when the pilot feels distraught.

2

It relies a lot on sensors

And software that is hidden

In the worst case scenario

Pilot input is forbidden

When the sensors lose position

Then the software serves a lie

And the people smell a coffin

That is flying in the sky

Chorus

Mad Max is entertaining

After buying snacks to eat

The violence cannot hurt you

From the safety of your seat

But the Max 8 is for flying

Hidden software helps it out

With input from two sensors

(Clever stuff without a doubt)

Save for two planes that became metallic coffins

To be ignored by Boeing’s latest software boffins.

3

Boeing knew the Max 8

Was in fact a bitch to fly

It required a programmer

To stop it stalling in the sky

So software was provided

And some sensors hid away

And hey presto, the illusion

That this plane is all okay

Chorus

Can we disregard “persuasion”

Will an upgrade do the trick?

Some admit to cutting corners

And consequently feeling sick

When a plane is prone to stalling

And its sensors can’t be trusted

Then a better plane is needed

Than a turkey that is busted

We need a plane without software to fix a fault

Plus a patch for when the pilot feels distraught.

4

Boeing made heaps money

With new orders flooding in

No mention of the software

Like it was a rubbish bin

Many pilots have been speaking

Of their problems with this plane

Can we trust its software update

Not to fall from grace again?

Chorus

Mad Max is entertaining

After buying snacks to eat

The violence cannot hurt you

From the safety of your seat

But the Max 8 is for flying

Hidden software helps it out

With input from two sensors

(Clever stuff without a doubt)

Save for two planes that became metallic coffins

To be ignored by Boeing’s latest software boffins.

The End

© Frankie Espirit

Mona Lisa's Odyssy (82)

Mona Lisa’s Odyssey

(82)

Opera Version

(followed by Song One of Song version)

1

She's wine made out of water

And her name is Red Rebecca

She can now enjoy her freedom

From a gallery called the Louvre

She had been a static painting

Longing to be a guitar player

And become a planet saver

For the Lord she is serving

Her creator is an artist

Due to make a fresh start

After gambling for a while

With no thought for his art

Leonardo called her Mona Lisa

First in Florence and then Paris

On the cusp of her awakening

As a planet saving musician

How can beauty be abandoned

When it’s just the thing we need

To attract more light inside us

And to shun the kind of seed

That propagates corruption

And is pocketed by greed

At the altar of profiteering

Minus Jesus or a creed?

We need sharing and caring

And community at its best

With chains on competition

And an ending to approval

For the fittest to be cuckoos

That care nothing for the rest

John Milton lost his eyesight writing pamphlets for some cause

That celebrated Cromwell’s triumph by executing Santa Clause

It's just as well that Mona Lisa kept her dreams and hopes intact

By continuing to believe the illusion she was a free person in fact

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

2

Mona Lisa is no longer

It all happened in a flash

First she outwitted security

And then made a frantic dash

After escaping from the Louvre

For a brand new life in England

She became a superb musician

And singer called Red Rebecca

Milton’s grave was desecrated

But by whom they couldn’t say

Since his Puritan religion

Was unpopular in its day

Back to humble Mona Lisa

With Leonardo at her heel

She agreed to be his sitter

As she had some time to kill

Resourceful Mona Lisa

Left the Louvre in a hurry

Free at last of being static

And denied making music

She had found her vocation

Beginning with her liberation

No more posing for Leonardo

Just to end up framed forever

Singing and playing the guitar

Is such a joy to Red Rebecca

Compared to picture hanging

And hearing Leonardo saying

Planet saving is much better

Than a berth on the Titanic

When it comes to being a genius then Leonardo is the man

And no womaniser either, unlike the gay gentlemen of Milan

What an artist and philanthropist to have painted Mona Lisa

Leaving us to grow in wisdom with the help of Red Rebecca

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

3

What a wonderful song writer

Red Rebecca is her name

As a singer she's amazing

And deserving of her fame

There is something in her music

While her voice is just sublime

Leaving her fans captivated

By an artist in her prime

Plato had a profound vision

Of the limitations of our realm

Perfection is only for heaven

Where God is at the helm

When we become controlling

It’s the blind leading the blind

Leading to the New Jerusalem

Becoming a war-zone of a kind

Red Rebecca with her music

Is becoming a game changer

Rather than a lonely hostage

Pleading to a picture hanger

For his permission to recover

Her old life beyond the Louvre

No regrets for Red Rebecca

She's a star and planet saver

And a truly fabulous composer

Now that her internment is over

Touching others with her singing

And the beauty she is bringing

Through the wonder of her art

And the music in her heart

What a pleasure and a treasure to have Red Rebecca on our side

With community and planet saving values now ready to be applied

What a pity that Leonardo da Vinci could not resist a game of dice

Leaving Odysseus to plead forlornly, “art needs love and sacrifice”

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

4

What a most amazing lady

And a musician on the rise

It’s au revoir to Mona Lisa

With the enigmatic eyes

We now have Red Rebecca

To sing and play her guitar

With poetry in her lyrics

Worthy of a superstar

Her creator is an artist

Due to make a fresh start

After gambling for a while

With no thought for his art

Leonardo called her Mona Lisa

First in Florence and then Paris

On the cusp of her awakening

As a planet saving musician

How can beauty be abandoned

When it’s just the thing we need

To attract more light inside us

And to shun the kind of seed

That propagates corruption

And is pocketed by greed

At the altar of profiteering

Minus Jesus or a creed?

We need sharing and caring

And community at its best

With chains on competition

And an ending to approval

For the fittest to be cuckoos

That care nothing for the rest

The values of evolution are decrepit in the main

Like survival of the fittest and logic without a brain

Well at least with Red Rebecca evolution takes a dive

After Mona Lisa said for certain that Jesus Christ is alive

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

5

Red Rebecca builds up momentum

Gathering people to her side

Sharing with them the values

She would love to see applied

To a different way of living

That’s for the common good

With community to be thriving

In every neighbourhood

Milton’s grave was desecrated

But by whom they couldn’t say

Since his Puritan religion

Was unpopular in its day

Back to humble Mona Lisa

With Leonardo at her heel

She agreed to be his sitter

As she had some time to kill

Resourceful Mona Lisa

Left the Louvre in a hurry

Free at last of being static

And denied making music

She had found her vocation

Beginning with her liberation

No more posing for Leonardo

Just to end up framed forever

Singing and playing the guitar

Is such a joy to Red Rebecca

Compared to picture hanging

And hearing Leonardo saying

Planet saving is much better

Than a berth on the Titanic

Mona Lisa is the embodiment of nurture and new life

This blessing arrives from heaven to a man and his wife

By becoming Red Rebecca, her renaissance is complete

She’s a planet saving musician that is turning up the heat

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

6

With the focus on planet saving

Tradition becomes a real asset

Because our vanity is a hazard

And our weaknesses enslaving

As creation reflects the creator

Then its assets become sacred

So not to be trashed or traded

By a farmer or financial raider

Plato had a profound vision

Of the limitations of our realm

Perfection is only for heaven

Where God is at the helm

When we become controlling

It’s the blind leading the blind

Leading to the New Jerusalem

Becoming a war-zone of a kind

Red Rebecca with her music

Is becoming a game changer

Rather than a lonely hostage

Pleading to a picture hanger

For his permission to recover

Her old life beyond the Louvre

No regrets for Red Rebecca

She's a star and planet saver

And a truly fabulous composer

Now that her internment is over

Touching others with her singing

And the beauty she is bringing

Through the wonder of her art

And the music in her heart

Symmetry embraces the chemistry that is found in another

Equilibrium brings harmony to the participants of difference

Music and silence come together for the sake of each other

Salvation and judgement make way for Grace's intervention

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

7

She is special, Red Rebecca

At this moment I am thinking

She’s an inspiration to others

And a planet saving musician

There’s no joy in evolution

Unlike say in God’s creation

There’s a nation to be saving

And bad habits to be breaking

Her creator is an artist

Due to make a fresh start

After gambling for a while

With no thought for his art

Leonardo called her Mona Lisa

First in Florence and then Paris

On the cusp of her awakening

As a planet saving musician

How can beauty be abandoned

When it’s just the thing we need

To attract more light inside us

And to shun the kind of seed

That propagates corruption

And is pocketed by greed

At the altar of profiteering

Minus Jesus or a creed?

We need sharing and caring

And community at its best

With chains on competition

And an ending to approval

For the fittest to be cuckoos

That care nothing for the rest

Leonardo da Vinci shrugs his shoulders once or twice

In response to Odysseus demanding love and sacrifice

And bitterly complaining that genius denied is but a vice

Leaving Leonardo calculating how to win a game of dice

Meanwhile Red Rebecca puts her values on display

Liberty, fraternity and equality are all better than okay

Ecology and simplicity are glad to join the celebration

Morality and community too on receiving an invitation

There’s much that Red Rebecca doesn’t care to say

Fearful of coming across as arrogant and vain

Planet saving is not an easy occupation

In a world that has become obsessed

By the need to generate employment

And a meaningful life in a world crazy in the main

That cares only about a comfortable existence in the near future

That has not a clue of how to take the power away from those totally undeserving

And so serving the one coming at the opposite end of the spectrum to God

The amazing thing about Red Rebecca is that she is taking all of these forces on

Because she dearly loves this planet and the goodness that our God has given

Add to this, her appreciation of the wonder and beauty to be found in heaven

And the grief she experiences to see her brothers and sisters get it so badly wrong

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

The End

© Frankie Espirit

Mona Lisa’s Odyssey

(82)

Song One of Seven

She's wine made out of water

And her name is Red Rebecca

She can now enjoy her freedom

From a gallery called the Louvre

She had been a static painting

Longing to be a guitar player

And become a planet saver

For the Lord she is serving

Her creator is an artist

Due to make a fresh start

After gambling for a while

With no thought for his art

Leonardo called her Mona Lisa

First in Florence and then Paris

On the cusp of her awakening

As a planet saving musician

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

How can beauty be abandoned

When it’s just the thing we need

To attract more light inside us

And to shun the kind of seed

That propagates corruption

And is pocketed by greed

At the altar of profiteering

Minus Jesus or a creed?

We need sharing and caring

And community at its best

With chains on competition

And an ending to approval

For the fittest to be cuckoos

That care nothing for the rest

John Milton lost his eyesight writing pamphlets for some cause

That celebrated Cromwell’s triumph by executing Santa Clause

It's just as well that Mona Lisa kept her dreams and hopes intact

By continuing to believe the illusion she was a free person in fact

Well eventually Mona Lisa broke free from her oppressors

Hoping to use her music to make this world so much better

Not for the sake of ego but for the Lord that she is serving

And her love for God’s creation she is keen to be saving

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

Leonardo da Vinci shrugs his shoulders once or twice

In response to Odysseus demanding love and sacrifice

And bitterly complaining that genius denied is but a vice

Leaving Leonardo calculating how to win a game of dice

Meanwhile Red Rebecca puts her values on display

Liberty, fraternity and equality are all better than okay

Ecology and simplicity are glad to join the celebration

Morality and community too on receiving an invitation

There are changes to be making

And a causeway in the skies

That is different to a rainbow

That arrives but slowly dies

The good news is Red Rebecca

Has a little bit of heaven in her eyes

The End

© Frankie Espirit