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A song about the Civil War

Barbed wire fences,
skinny like sticks,
prisoners were put to dig.
They were dark times,
it was troubling,
it was kept forgotten for years.
A Red could be identified by the armbands,
fighting with handguns,
no coffin boards,
iron nails,
the mass graves were kept silent.
 
And we came from the west,
I put a spruce coniferous on my hat,
following First Lieutenant Melin,
I seized Hämeenkatu,
I saw men at the Näsijärvi,
they skied a trail across the lake,
now that there's nothing left,
smoke rises out of crushed bricks.
 
Now a peacemonger is needed,
we don't need a stirrer,
to forge plows out of swords,
sometimes it's far too cold out here.
The war that we carry inside us,
for generations boys get it from their fathers,
hired men and masters fight back tears when they miss their mother. (MOM!)
 
'Don't cry over your lost son, mother,
even if your only shelter has been torn from you.
So cast aside your worries,
put away your wishes,
all of it into oblivion,
and wait until we meet in the eternity.'
 
And then came peace,
but for too long they were taken behind saunas,
there were old grudges,
red bands,
this is a land of mass graves.
Came beatings,
groups of bandits with shooting irons,
white terror,
red terror,
a land at stake.
 
I got a shotgun from the community hall,
I got an armband,
it was wet,
I saw Golgotha on Kalevankangas,
it took too long,
I was hungry,
there was oppression,
there was an oppressor,
it rained sleet in the bullet rain,
at Sorinahde we were in a pinch,
and my pulse beat like a piston.
 
What kind of song will be sung,
what will it look like when we open our eyes,
what does it feel like when weapons are fired,
and men go down like hay?
What does it look like when you watch from afar,
what does it feel like when your child is buried,
what do we all hush about,
and keep silent?
 
'Don't cry over your lost son, mother,
even if your only shelter has been torn from you.
So cast aside your worries,
put away your wishes,
all of it into oblivion,
and wait until we meet in the eternity.'
 
Goodbye father, mother too and brothers, my sister,
I won't see you anymore even if I wished it so.
You can't know when the time comes and the night arrives,
life is dream and the work lapses.
 


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2024.11.08.

Rubles worth nothing





(I want no K G B)
 

Look at them Russians, that’s not how you do it
They bomb their neighbors into smithereens
That ain’t workin’, that’s not how you do it
Rubles worth nothing and their press ain’t free
 

Now, that ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
For someone smart, he is acting dumb.
If it’s true you want to make some renovations
Don’t bomb the place to Kingdom Come
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

See the great Vladimir riding bareback for the papers
What a photo opportunity!
He won’t let his people see the cities he’s been bombing
They won’t hear that he wrecked their economy
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

I should’a learned to work the Kremlin
I should’a learned to be Putin’s friend
Make myself a couple hundred million dollars
And hope he doesn’t shoot me in the end
 

And he’s gone nuts. What’s this? Ukraine invasion?
Destruction of their cities and their industry?
Oh, this ain’t workin’. That’s not how you do it.
Now your ruble’s worth nothing and their press ain’t free
 

Vladimir’s yearning for the Soviet Union
Rounding people up like KGB
He wants to be a big Liberator!
Czar Vladimir of the monarchy
 

Now this ain’t workin’, not the way you do it
This killing ain’t a good strategy
This ain’t work-in’! This ain’t how you do it.
Seen as a failure by posterity!
 

Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’
Press ain’t free
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
Rubles worth nothin’ (I want no, I want no)
Press ain’t free (I want no K G B)
 
2024.11.08.

Bodiam Sky





always remember the two of us dreaming a world
we can dream to the end
sun coming up in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never change
or forget how it is to be young and in love
at the edge and alive
holding each other together forever and promising
never to die
or forget how it feels to be sealed with a kiss
in this dream of a world
at the edge of it all
sun going down in a bodiam sky
and a promise that we’ll never fall
or forget how this world is now
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming to the end
how this world is found
in love at the edge
young and alive and forever in the sun
how this world is ours
promised at the edge
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
holding each other and dreaming
in the end
dreaming
together
forever
 
2024.11.07.

Where's my head going?





I've forgotten everything I once loved.
And I have nothing left to look forward to
I don't want anything, and I don't want to hear your voice
I've lost my strength
Sober thoughts, tired body
I'm so sleepy
A hard morning and a hundred tries to make sense of it all.
 

Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
I can't sleep again till morning
I've got a lot on my mind
Maybe I'm starting to go crazy.
Where's my head going?
 


2024.11.07.

Art for 100 (skit)





All my hopes are in shreds
Hundreds of empty dreams
I want so much to believe it's not serious
I can run away from the sun
Or hide from the rain
But no matter how hard I try
I can't run away from myself