Liza Peninon

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Spinning round and round
Like the washing in the drum through the porthole … what about brainwashing …
What about nuclear submarines …
Like a ball spun round a wheel in the opposite direction … but you’re gonna lose everything …
Like the spiral readout you got by spinning a round disk while the detection systems scans it all … What about galaxies, small planets in motion … Or scanning our thoughts …
Like a bike artist spinning wiftly round in his magical balancing act, like floating on air, but he fails … falling down … broken …
Like a stuck slot games while spinning, the round will be completed even though you’re not in the game anymore … But that’s too late …
Like a mill round spinning the figure starts as wing mill … is it poetry ? What about the windmills of my mind …
While children have fun spinning on the merry-go-round … One more run … they don’t know what the future brings … devastation and suffering …
Like money making the world go round spinning faster and faster … Material world, rich people rule the world
People lose their home, their family, live dramas and tragedies, and it hurts … yes it hurts to FEEL it all …
Like the dizziness you got on a bright day when your thoughts are spinning round … cos’ there’s too much questioning …
Like a chakra spinning clockwise, round, is taking in energy ... but what if you can’t breathe ? What if it doesn’t work …
Like the merry-go-round of art as business spinning faster … all for money … and money for nothing … Beauty to be sold … What about inspiration ?
Like a crazy spinning exercise … and a man has spun himself into the ground … and then, back to reality …
Like the spinning of the animals been replaced by machine cycles making the selection, right colors and materials, what about the animals never seing the light …
Like the rippling, spinning and weaving of cotton whereas slavery is not totally over, nor segregation or discrimination, racism …
Like women singing a song of praise and joy and the thread they were spinning was of the finest kind in the old century, but those days are gone forever …
How can the world keep spinning on its axis while there are so many deaths we ignore … any minute …
Like a man keeps spinning around in the wind over and over, just to forget his miserable life for a while …
Like people worrying or getting mad about silly little things and the planet keeps spinning out of control …
Like feeling unable to let them get us down cos’ this big old world keeps spinning around … But the masters of spin around rule …
Like love and brotherhood surviving … or not … as the world would keep on spinning …
Like keeping us spinning wild theories and chasing after men instead of following hard evidence … it’s so easy to find ennemies, not to judge ourselves …
We wish we could keep the place spinning like a child’s toy but there’s nothing we can do, and if we could, we wouldn’t do anything …
Blame keeps this whole planet spinning, writing great words makes no real act
Money drives that old global economy and keeps Big Daddy Earth spinning around
The governments’ job is to keep the old ball spinning and make believe that everything is under control, and that’s alright … Who’s gonna drop that bomb … and when … Is it bound to happen some day ?
Like the earth keeping spinning around the sun and that keeps you from flying off the earth, why should it be comforting ?
No need to keep the hard disk spinning for long periods of time, we can reduce power consumption, but the Ice keeps melting and decreasing with Global Warming, there are more ecological … so-called « natural » disasters to come, but while forests are destroyed, pollution is destroying the continents, people, everything, everywhere … Endangered species will disappear, the underworld is dying … but it goes on and on …
Inside us an engine is in spinning that will keep turning until all our strength is used up … Is that a Life philosophy ?
It keeps the brain moving, as spinning brain is a working brain … what about Human Care, genetic diseases, not enough money for scientific research … more for the Armed Forces … War isn’t over …
Like handing a loaded pistol to someone, asking anyone to shoot … More violence, everywhere … like giving up cos’ it’s too late, who on earth could change the world ?
Theys used to say make love, not war … For the sake of Humanity, but what about individual consciousness ?
Like a woman spinning up the boys, keeping them pixilated, like longfellow deeds … while so many women are being abused, raped, even children sold, abused too … but … Silence is better than bringing a testimony, cos’ then people will say you just feel sorry for yourself … Oh God … Yes, praying is good, as long as we are aware of everything, as we try to face our responsabilities and if we’re not trying to escape reality to feel emotionally ok …
This ain’t no protest song, claiming « Peace and Love », « No war anymore », but living in comfortable beautiful big houses with lovely gardens full of flowers, as the World keeps spinning round and people keep suffering everywhere … watching chosen, selected information on TV and just pretending to be upset for a while before eating and drinking wine … and laughing … and they say that people who don’t eat cos’ they think about hunger, starving … is whether an illness, or worse, being self-centered ?
Like keeping destroying this world and hating people while pretending to be nice and friendly, is that called Humanity ?
Words can kill … Silence too … But this world is spinning round and round …
True feelings and authenticity are no longer there, it’s all fake and lying, and pretending … or ignoring … It is so easy to have children and watch them grow whereas the world is bound to end into total destruction . But who knows that having no child means crying a whole life without anyone knowing, just to protect the unborn baby … is that to be selfish ? What about orpheans, abandoned, ill-treated, abused children, when you got no right to adopt any child … and they’re left alone in the worst conditions …
Words are so easy … good thoughts as well, claiming such things isn’t equal to living them from inside . Suffering WITH people is the only way to know how it feels …
To be a true rebel is something you gotta live from inside, not playing a part …
When you’ve always been hurt by the suffering of the whole world, when you’ve always been aware of everyhing around you … then you write no protest song … This is definitely not a protest song . This is just … thoughts, feelings, compassion, suffering … Silence .
Liza Peninon