Songs of Ruinous Anger

The ordered and disordered thoughts of D. George. A collection of things that amuse, move, inspire and irritate, and of course a number that manage to infuriate. All writings and poetry on this blog are mine, except where credit is given to someone else. I do not own the pictures on this blog except those that look profoundly amateurish and/or contain descriptions pointing to my taking them (such as location and time).

  1. September 16, 2014


    All the world’s a mass grave,
    entombing the brave,
    encasing the knave,
    The black-beret’d one and
    his column now stave
    And march into Batista’s cave,
    Soon blasts will rave, and
    good friends save
    Those comrades much
    fidelity craves.

  2. September 16, 2014

    The Descendants of Agent Orange

    Chemical warfare bred a
    slaughterhouse for
    Conceptions unfortunate
    that wrecked babes bore,
    There, cradled in the womb
    of a goodhearted dame
    Was a child of such tragedy
    for which there is no name.

  3. September 15, 2014

    The Ailment

    How unfortunate it is
    that a man can see
    all but his own face,
    To dwell within such
    incapacity is to be
    in blindness encased.

  4. September 15, 2014
  5. September 15, 2014


    We have to shift constantly,
    the ground in persistent motion
    the sky in perpetual rotation,
    The Earth in unending revolution
    the sun in indifferent witness,
    And so we move faster than
    the man at rest
    Happiness some distance away -
    tension ever a presence,
    We roam with our homes on
    our backs, the roof rolled into
    the folds of destitution
    and nothingness,
    Except, what remains is a misery,
    mere thoughts of a former life
    under an old regime, governed
    by some devil we knew,
    Then came the peal of thunder
    then shone the voltage of light,
    Then transformed the tragedy
    of clouds
    Then came the deluge of
    a horrid cleansing,
    Now we exist nomadic along
    the fault-lines of geography,
    The crossroads of politics,
    the dead-end of humanity -
    Awaiting a fall into the
    pit of finality.

  6. September 15, 2014

    The Liberated Cows of Cuba, 1958 A.D.

    What did a cow’s liberation matter?
    The beast of burden directed
    towards its singular fate,
    A jewel amidst the broth
    and stew
    Fixed along greens and yucca,
    Colonized and free cattle
    ended the same,
    No, this talk of emancipation
    was a human absurdity -
    An anthropomorphic projection
    to indifferent things.

  7. September 14, 2014

    A Small Examination

    I’d boldly wager that the First Amendment’s guarantee of free exercise of religion only extends so far, and does have a limit. This might not even be a courageous proposal, for much evidence already exists bearing it out; that the freedom is one that exists within a certain confine. The Mormons had to let go of polygamy to come into conformity with the law, though some slight observation does inform me of the existence of some outlaw practitioners of the custom. Those parents who have sought to deny their terminally ill child a particular medical care on the grounds of scriptural opposition have tended to find themselves under investigation. The basic tenet here is that traditions will not come into opposition with societal standards, and no book calling itself sacred will supersede the spirit of Constitution. Why then does the revolting Hasidic practice called metzitzah b’peh, in which blood is suctioned by the mouth of some ridiculous rabbi during the circumcision of a child still permitted? In any other instance of an adult having the penis of a child in his mouth, that man would not even enjoy the small mercy of being allowed to post bail.

    After at least two infant deaths, caused by a contraction of the herpes virus (up to 11 babies were infected), New York City health officials proposed a banning of the ritual. This though was not to be, as much influence was exerted on the concerned overseers of the city’s government, and the matter was put to rest. The New York Times today published an intriguing story of the growth in Hasidic numbers, which has consequently meant the decrease of secular Jews. It is reported that in time, New York’s liberal, Jewish foundations will suffer a decline. Already in Hasidic schools, the ways of the fundamentalist can be gleaned. Boys are not enrolled in Mathematics, the sciences and History, and paradoxically, religions’ historic lack of concern for the fairer sex has meant girls are actually free to learn these “lesser” disciplines; while the boys toil on volumes of the Talmud and the architecture of Solomon’s temple. I remember Martin Amis once telling a Jewish audience in London that the Knesset’s one-time talk of banning El-Al flights from taking to the skies on the Sabbath was “not serious and not Jewish”. In comparison to the secular, historical tradition of Spinoza, Marx and Einstein for example, the same could be said of the aforementioned.

  8. September 14, 2014

    A Plurality of Maladies

    He hangs upside down
    the cross, at war with
    the rabbinate, in opposition
    to the divine pose,
    In confrontation with the
    governorate, the wind
    cascading down his nose,
    In this time of cholera, the
    custodians of corpses
    go about their morbid rounds,
    The Spanish Influenza, in
    the ecstasy of its sweep roams
    in the patter of the Horseman,
    And now saints are birthed in
    the wombs of tombs, and in the
    shadow of the valley lies an
    emotion to brood.

  9. September 14, 2014
  10. September 14, 2014

    "I no longer recall who it was, but a scholar of Levantine origin recently wrote that it has long been the Christians of the region that have kept the Middle East ‘Arab’ instead of ‘Muslim’. As I perceive it, this is a beautiful reference to a culture and tradition much larger than the religious, confessional or sectarian. Arab signifies plural, secular, diverse, and harkens a history that has been most profound and crucial in the annals of human civilization. Palestine for instance, long pulsated as a cradle of Muslim, Christian and Jewish histories, co-mingling at various points of intersection. Lebanon and Syria vibrated with an even wider ecumenism. All of this gives us added reason to mourn what is beginning to assume the contours of human and cultural cleansing. The talk of a possible Christian or Yazidi genocide can easily turn hyperbolic, but one might only have to consider Mosul, Iraq, now effectively emptied of its once happy Christian population to recognize the seriousness of current events. I much prefer an Arab culture to one that is thinner or more homogenous in the religious context."