Case Studies and the Cultural and Political Uses of Pop Music
By Nicholas Ingalls

 

A warted rat smoking ganja, sitting

Depressed in a graveyard, oppressed music

Alive with rainbow color billowing

From his pipe, sits atop a grassy hill.

Soft win rustling the leaves above his head,

Blades of grass, a mass gathering of green

Life, dancing to a uniform beating.

Soldiers laden in in green, marching downward.

The descent in to the valley writhing

With piety. Alive is the post-war

Society. Burnt red bricks, crying in

Vein, haphazardly thrown into large piles.

The vile sound as they hit each other

An empty clang like the ring of an old,

Sick bell filled with cement. Not a cent spared

To repair the age of the old dead piece.

 

The rat’s smoke rolls down the hill, misty clouds

Covering the town, a veil over the

Rotting French styled houses, mystery

In the walls, a story told with the verse

Of the torn paper peeling away. Reverse

Of power pressed to the scene. Forensics

Muse over the destruction. A long game

Underway. A bent aluminum wrench

About to confess his sense of failure.

The brick sound system still playing. Pounding

The broken song of the people now gone

Song like salted fries rubbing together.

A grave tie of sweet pie like scent

Press out a gain. A sum. This is death. Yes.