Danny Draper Poems
Race To The Bottom (With Apologies To John Masefield)
I must go down in the seas again, the lonely sea and to die,
And all I ask is a better life and a land to set that by,
And the world's kick and the wind's song and the white fists shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face, and great jaws breaking.
I must go down in the seas again, for the call of the run to hide
It's a wild card all or nothing that asylum be denied;
And all I ask is a worldly care with the old words applying,
And the flung sprayed and the thrown strewn, and the sea-done lying.
I must go down in the seas again, to the vague refugee life, ...
Crapper Lyrics No 1
Used to live in shoebox
At side of road
Not too bad til grass got mowed
Cut to pieces and blown to wind
Raked up by the gardener and put in the bin.
I'm so poor I can't afford water in this heat
I have to squash grapes just
To wash my feet,
Your mamma said to mummy