Catman Cohen Poems

There’s a fury on the waves
A madness taking place
Fueled by the blood
Of weary wage slaves
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Let's go climb
And move back time
To that mysterious hill
Where a boy first met his girl
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Tired of talking
‘bout weather
Other trivial things
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This song is for my mother
Let her hear me cry
I couldn’t bring myself to write it
‘Til this darkened day arrived
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Rose hips lady
Your field is ripe
Bury my torn body
In that rain-soaked night
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These were my confessions
(A message to God)
The light begins to fade
(It’s time to go)
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You stole my shirt again
The one with stains
Beneath my armpits
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I have an evil lover
Torments me with her sting
Fierce Canadian winter
Wearing boots
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A great man had a dream
Ending in a murder scene
And I’m not such a man
Never been so brave or grand
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In dreams I appear and take her
Down a path she dares not wander
In a town beset by plunder
I shake her blood and bone
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