Treason

Unangelic Voices EP by Kerry JK

It came on the news after stirring overnight
That the language of Lenin is now the weapon of the right
The true way’s the new way
The old ideals are toast
If this is treason, let us make the most

They talk of unity when they really mean submission
They punish dissidence rather than admit contrition
Authority is measured by the brashness of the boast
If this is treason, let us make the most

Moguls mask the margins
To marginalise the fight
A pebble’s like a boulder
If dropped from sufficient height
The disgruntled are distracted
With an enemy off coast
If this is treason, let us make the most.

United in diversity
Divided by conformity
Resist the creeping terror
Of thankful uniformity
Invoke Mandela, Ghandi and Bodicea’s ghost
If this is treason, let us make the most.

While we’re waiting for the papers
To be delivered in the post
If this is treason, let us make the most.

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This was a response to a series of increasingly worrying headlines by UK newspapers over the years leading up to 2016’s Brexit vote, which were a little to casual for my liking in the way they would declare dissenting voices “enemies of the people” and if a vote against the right wing zeitgeist wasn’t actually declared an act of treason it was certainly implied.

When the USA voted to declare independence from the UK, Patrick Henry famously declared, “If this is treason let us make the most of it”, a sentiment that strikes a chord with how I feel about the direction my native country has taken recently.

Always (The True Meaning Of Faith)

Always (The True Meaning Of Faith) by Kerry JK

Even before I became a Christian, I  felt guided by a power  beyond my understanding, with infinite patience, willingness to let me find my own path and the grace to see that I would always end up where I should be, even if by a roundabout route. 

You were there to guide me
Even when I turned my back away
Staying deep inside me
Knowing that when the time was right I’d come back to your way

A feeling of you beside me, watching over me always
Eternally there beside me, watching over me always

You set me on a journey, you let me make my own mistakes
The path wasn’t always clear you wanted me to steer
You let me find my own way to the true meaning of faith

A feeling of you beside me, watching over me always
Eternally there beside me, watching over me always

And when the time was right, you sent an angel to bring me home
When I had strayed so far
When I was confused, I was lost

A feeling of you beside me, watching over me always
Eternally there beside me, watching over me always

When I had strayed so far, when I had lost all touch
You were with me always
When I had strayed so far, when I had lost all touch
You let me find my own way to the true meaning of faith

Sunlight In The Heart Of The Machine

Sunlight In The Heart Of The Machine by Kerry JK
However dark and oppressive things get, however much power is gained by ignorance and prejudice, however powerless hope may seem… this is still a world worth fighting for.

Trapped in a state of insecurity
Who’s to blame for this?
How can we be rid of that?
Burning up the land, it’s hard to understand
How quickly unity’s upset
Are the people that you’ve never met
The ones you see around you all the time?

It’s a big world with a billion minds
And not much time to explore it all
Chase your dream, although it might not be seen
There is sunlight in the heart of the machine

Demons in high places pitch and stoke the fire
While angels close their wings
Too afraid to try new things
Ducking and surviving while their neighbours burn
Mob mentality’s at play
Hate and distrust rules the day
Who will be left to speak for you?

It’s a big world with a billion minds
And not much time to explore it all
Chase your dream, although it might not be seen
There is sunlight in the heart of the machine

The clock keeps ticking ’till it comes back around
Worked by friction, wound by fear
Everybody knows the mistakes of the past
But they’re so sure it could never happen here
Are you ready for the coming war?
Does it make you want it any more?
But there’s a glimmer in the sea of faces
Life finds a way in the darkest places