Collected Poems 1947-1997 - Ginsberg Allen (книги серии онлайн .TXT) 📗
Fiery leaves
Begin to drop
March 23, 1997, 4:51 A.M.
Thirty State Bummers
Take a pee pee take a Bum
Take your choice for number one
Old man more or someone new
Take your choice someone new
President Clinton President Dole
Number three you’re in a hole
Anchor two or anchor four
One’s a liar one’s a bore
Richard Helms Angleton live
We were lucky to survive
Jesse Helms & dirty pix
Dance your fate with his party mix
Idi Amin General Mobutu
Were paid by me & you
They were bought by me & mine
Albania, number 9
Mr. Allende was number 10
Pinochet Dictator then
Death squads in El Salvador
We paid D’Aubisson to score
Guatamalas by the dozen
Pat Robertson was country cousin
Rios-Montt the Indian killer
Born-again General Bible pillar
Nicaragua squeezed between
Col. North & a cocaine queen
Drug Czar Bush gave Company moolah
To Noriega Panama’s ruler
Venezuela’s Drug War Chief
Turned around to be a thief
Mexico’s general drug-war head
pumped informers full of lead
State Department’s favorite bloke
In Haiti he sold tons of coke
Till Aristide unhex’d the curse
CIA filled Cedras’ Purse
White Peru’s its Indian shame
Gave “Shining Path” worldwide fame
Then dictator Fujimori
Paid the World Bank hunky dory
With Indian Class the majority
Peru got respectable with poverty
Made a deal with English banks
To pay back USA with thanks
The price of rubber tin went down
Cocaine syndicates come to town
Now the money’s in cocaine crops
U.S. Hellies do their dope air drops
We got rid of the President of Costa Rica
He had no army he didn’t kill people
Lots began in ’53
Guatemala couldn’t break free
United Fruits annulled the vote
As Alan & Foster Dulles gloat
Then unseated Mosaddeq
& left Iran a police-state wreck
Then we sold the guy in Iraq
Money to bomb Iranians back
Central America Middle East
Preyed on by “Great Satan’s” beast
Worst of all, & hell be damned!
Think what happened in Vietnam
Laos, victim of the war
Nobody really knew what for
Cambodia, caught by the tail
When we blew up Mekong’s Ho Chi Minh Trail,
Descended into Anarchy
Pol Pot’s Maoist Butchery
Shihanook’s book before that day
Was called “My War with the CIA”
Who’s to blame, Who’s to blame
Anybody share America’s shame
But there’s more! Count the score!
So far we got twenty-four
25 is Afghanistan
Fundamentalists armed by The Man
Tribal Drug Lord Mountain gangs
Veiling up their own sex thangs
Looking around for number 26
Indochina was the Colonial sticks
France introduced the opium crop
France would sell the Chinese hop
Britain, U.S. got in on the deal
Opium war made the Emperor kneel
China opened to our own junk men
Shanghai famous for the opium den
Strung out on junk we took their silk
The yellow peril drank Christian milk
We’re doing exactly the same thing again
In Indochina with Marlboro men
Smoke our dope to be Favored Nation
Nicotine cancer next generation
Who’s pushing this new dope ring?
Senator Jesse Helms the Moralist King
Peaches Prunes & company goons
For the next two-hundred eighty eight moons
NAFTA NAFTA what comes after?
Toxic waste—Industrial laughter
Industrial Smog, Industrial sneers
Industrial women weeping tears
Wages low no CIO
No medical plan oh no! no! no!
No FDR No WPA
No toilet time, human say
No overtime no other way
Yankee work for a dollar a day
No jobs today No jobless pay
No future life but turn to clay
Work hard for a little bit of honey
But USA takes all the money
March 24, 1997, 10:40 P.M.
I have a nosebleed You have a nosebleed
