Prickly City by Scott Stantis for November 11, 2017

When the truth is found

To be lies

And all the joy

Within you dies

Don’t you want somebody to love?

Don’t you need somebody to love?

Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?

You better find somebody to love

Love

When the garden flowers

Baby, are dead, yes

And your mind, your mind

Is so full of red

Don’t you want somebody to love?

Don’t you need somebody to love?

Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?

You better find somebody to love

— Darby Slick

Who’ll Stop The Lies?

Long as I remember,

The lies been goin’ ‘round.

Posts of myst’ry feedin’

Delusions all around.

Good folk through the ages

Tryin’ to find the truth.

And I wonder,

Still I wonder

Who’ll stop the lies?

.

I Voted in Virginia,

Lest the fascists run her down.

Sought to end the labels,

I watched their power grow.

Off-shore banks and tax deals

Trapped by lucre’s lust.

And I wonder,

Still I wonder

Who’ll stop the lies?

.

Watched the liars frothin’,

How they jeer and roar

The People marched together

Dyin’ to seek the truth.

Still the liars keep postin’,

Preyin’ on their fears.

And I wonder,

Still I wonder

Who’ll stop the lies?

Nazis are still bad. Very bad.

Jesus thought it was a good idea to feed the poor and heal the sick.

Republicans want to cancel all human services and give the tax money to the rich and the military.

Good things build on each other. Evil is self destructive.

“Fair is foul, and foul is fair, hovers in the fog and filthy air…”