Sunday, 12 May 2024

Anymore The Ever More

 

it is always for the noble cause
all sides all time always
always and always for the noble cause
for there never is any other kind of cause
how could there be
why should there be
for the noble cause seems never too vague or too strange..

stoic spouters garrulous of crimpled cookie-cutter narratives
arid tears our emoting empty-betters spurt to dangle on command
you are fighting for the noble cause
the most noble cause in all our recent history
factually undoubtedly 
fortuitously the best one ever..

yes we concur..we concur..
but there is no other way to resolve..
sad to say there are no viable alternate solutions
yes and yes again they all have been exhaustively explored
move on and shift over and respect your experts
peace through pre-emptive war
so anyone professional or amatuer for smart-tennis..

no it would be counter-productive to encumber you with the granular
with such needless and distracting details
you would find it all so very tedious
so trust us as readily as most of you do your medical practitioners
allow your better judgement to enlighten you and lead you to..
to unquestioningly follow our vast procession of vetted experts..

so gently step in line but not over it
be proud be gallant be brave
never doubt that this cause is by far the noblest of them all
the noblest of them all by far..

in fact we envy you
yes really we do
oh yes how we wish we could be there
wish we could be there alongside you on the front line
but some of us must stay behind and take the flack
for duty is blind.. sniff..
did i hear an uninvited stirrer agitating at the back..

lest we forget..
our civilised world is again under existential threat
yes even more so than any of the previous times
yes we are witnessing the best worst threat to our..uh..
way of life
to our way of life™ quite probably ever..

so this calls for..
courage
fortitude
declawed fluffy kittens
pure and proud and silent mothers
father state
twenty-four hour garden centres
simple yet wholesome freeze-dried microwave cooking recipes
traditional brave widows
fluoride toothpaste
livid avenging orphans so steadfast
really brings a tear to my eye
avenging orphans so steadfast and itching to do the right thing
at the ready for when another noble cause arrives
and it will
of course it will
as my god is your witness i promise
the noblest orphans shall always receive their turn
and why would we have it any other way..

now..
as is the tradition
why not offer fulsome thanks to your loving creator
your wise and loving creator on the side of the righteous
so in other words on our side only
never on theirs
or theirs
or theirs
only ours/ yours
only we are the righteous
never those ones far away over there or over there
or occasionally even right here..

so without further ado
let us belt out candle in the wind
before that glad william blake ditty..

                    ******

and soon enough
it will be that time again
that time again for another encore
when again all the bellowed bosoms pneumatic will fill with pride
all sides
it will be what it was
the infernal-always
the nothing new
the déjà vu timeline
the penultimate last dance with last orders
a platinum platter of long-life popcorn for the select very few
complete with delightful clear views from fortified peace-loving private beaches..

anymore the ever more..
memorials and anthems and victory laps and tiaras
and veils
marching bands
grow-bags of musical gravel broadcast live
corpsed solemness from the blue bloods floating above
the fenced-off stench wafting thousands of parched and wilted flowers
tumbling teddy bear trinkets flung on power-washed pavements
trench and drone-fresh glide-bombed new dead men so honoured
such spells will most likely work their dreadful magick again
do what thou wilt..
yet another time with the seconded silt of phoned-in feeling..

and anti-war poems and prayers and sentiments..
reappropriate repurpose subvert invert as jerusalem
ad nauseum..

sacrifices™..
hellaciousness
machine-rinse and repeat
until the very last noble cause arrives..

ironic..
perhaps in a world filled only with buzzards and vultures
jackals and hyenas
will all the vipers finally swallow whole their own tails..

and should this soulful and splendid world burn entirely to ash
profoundly cheated ghosts will stumble over their blown-out dust epitaphs
and the last orphan will weep and serenade empty silence swept
tinkling and chiming the sweet music of that final victory..



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