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Guilt Taps

from Hang in the Windows by James Jefferys

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James Jefferys - Guilt Taps

It might not be the news,
But it's nursery to the college
As it might not be the truth,
But universally acknowledged
That there's a white guilt edge
To every black cloud
And umbrellas are said
To play the problem down

Myriad obstructions here
Cos no-one wants you through
You, a slave from crib to grave
Doubled-up then cut in two

Up on all fours
That's how it's carried
Tend to bullet sores
In the plaster of Paris

Guilt taps a dance out on
The coffin of showing off
It plans a bit, then plants a bomb
In all that is held aloft

How many combs can you lend
To a head that's bald and spending
Too much time at your wit's end
And isn't even friendly?

We've pawned our very breath
To a panting regime, it's
Our cherries on the tart of death
And still proclaimed a treason

Up on all fours
That's how it's carried
Tend to bullet sores
In the plaster of Paris

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from Hang in the Windows, released March 21, 2016

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