you call

you call


what you call pornographic
i call anatomical
i don't believe jesus christ
was a white man, if he ever lived at all
what you call blasphemy
i call reasonable doubt
i don't believe the sun rises and sets
speck named Earth just spins round
i don't believe in long engagements
i believe in love at first sight
what you call against the law
i call the right to be anarchistic
what you call football
i call mass media corporate violence
what you call christmas
i call a capitalist retail sales orgy
what you call the united states of america
i call native american genocidal shame
what you call truth and justice
i call neither
there is only knowing
and not knowing
then again all that counts
in this play is all that counts in this play
i don't know all that is real
but i do know if you fuck up
you will be fucked up
it's a law laid down
and will not be unlaid
what you call communication
i call defamation of language
i'd rather listen to mozart
than hear about other people's children
what you call prostitution
i call employment
what you call democratic
i call imperialist
we may agree to disagree
it need not make us enemies
i don't trust you
but i don't look over my shoulder
to see if you are there
truth is a beautiful thing
you may hold it in your hand
it is tangible
just don't piss down my back
and tell me it's raining...


© victor claude pirtle