calling up


can you hear me Gordoran?

I’m inside a two way window

they dumped me on a sofa

all around is disarranged

I need a better offer



do you get the scene Gordoran?

Harvey Nichols is on a square

where trees and kiosks mix

strangers look in and stare

Yea, I’m really in a fix



Insan, Insan, I hear your call

you’ll have to wait for now

the glass stops beam forming

you need you to move outside

then we’ll be back preforming



I hear you Gordoran

I’ll be beside the ragged man

who likes to sleep out there

he may change over with me

you think the shop might care?



Insan, Insan, we’ll get you

ok about your ragged man

it’s a good idea to swap

then all their people can see

that it’s anybody’s shop




Loud Poets


Loud Poets talking words in rhythm

Purposeful and deep meaning

With lots of stinging vibrancy

Sharp to the cutting point

Bringing out the hidden

Stimulating our covered truth

Feeling emergence as we hear

Not for profit, never worry

Drawing on our fears

Some descending into tears

As they lure you with their intrigue

Transfixing with all they say

Band support rings the tune

Mind of Dire Straits to me

With violin chamfering the edge

And drummer tapping at the beat

Loud voices live, turn on turn

Group outstanding at the end

Good to be there; appreciate