Holidays Abroad
I read the glossy magazines and wear the latest fashions,
Why should I not indulge my lusts and exercise my passions?

So I must go to Ecuador
and I must go to Rome
Only the oppressed and poor
are the ones to stay at home.

and I must lie on golden shores
where sun0tanned bodies are
naked and soft; and burnished skin
gives pleasure to me deep within.

(I shall not go to Bangladesh
and see the bodies there -
naked bone and rotted flesh
that perish in despair)

I read the glossy magazines
and love the Ad-man's stories
I shall not see the third world
Only the the rich world's glories.

Rambling
If you like a country ramble
watch the wordings as you amble
"Do not trespass" they may say
or 'Jerusalem' five miles away

Yet heed all words with greatest care
for they contain a hidden snare
and all those scholarly translations
are oftentimes mere abberations.

So as you climb the pilgrim's stair
the silent voice within your lair
proclaims you have to declare
the silent footprint in the ground
is your best help to get around -
The silent arrow pointing straight
denotes the path to Heaven's Gate.

One together
There's wind and rain and sleet and frost
yet each within the weather's lost
There's Sam and Jane and Joe and Heather
We ere to think they're not together
each but a leaf upon the vine.
We ere to speak of mine and thine
each but one pip within the grape
Yet from the vine there's no escape.

Be wine or water in the cup
it matters not; it matters not.
Be wine or water in the glass
the blood that through the veins shall pass
is red: though skin be dark or lifgt -
though mind be dull or erudite
the blood that through the veins does swim
heeds not the colour of the skin

The blood that on the cross was spilt
runs in our veins - proclaims our guilt;
That selfsame blood runs in the veins
of all mankind - our guilt proclaims
and every single blood transfusion
denies the national illusion -
Transcending every Nation's bound
One Universal blood is found.

See then if seperate nationhood
has any substance in the blood?
Only within man's jealous mind
does hatred breed unconfined
Only within man's evil heart
does hatred find the place to start;
Only within man's evil will
can hatred thrive and do its ill
and 'tis from a corrupted soul
that hatred works against the whole.

It is so clear to see:
It is so clear to you as me?
Well' prick your finger then and see
how blood runs from it easily;
as easily then you may know
THAT blood did from the cross once flow.

See, Life is Whole: One blood, One vein
The little links comprise one chain -
The fire of life proclaims one spark
as easily then you may know
which issued from primevil dark

Water or wine within the cup
it matters not, it matters not.
The water which we take as food
within our veins is turned to blood.

The greatest poet's greatest lyric, still
would ill extol this hourly miricle.

'Twas but one word forever heard
'Twas but one spark that broke the dark;
the links which had in chaos lain
were gathered up to make one chain;
One had to join these links together
Sam, Jane, Jo and Heather
One together