Away from creation.....

OsCKilO · February 26, 2012, 07:53:42 PM

Away From Creation

W/M by OsCKilO

Pick me us up and set me down ,
In a box high off the ground.
It is what I'm used to out of life.

This is up and there is down.
In between we carry on.
Up and down the stairwells to the heights
Look upon from high and feel ,
Just a little better than the person just below you in the block.

Run the gauntlet in the lift,
Even though it's full of Piss.
I won't go down the landing to the stairs.
'coz on the way, some Drunken Cock,
Leaves his German shepherd dog to shit out on the Landing late at Night.
Elevated to the top,
Whoever pressed the button first.
Twenty more get on as you go down.

56 from Lea bridge road?
Underground from Walthamstow?
The cheaper leaves us standing on the bus.

Roundabout at Clapton Pond, Pembury Road and Dalston Cross,
Change at Kingsland high street in a rush.
Cordon stops the Traffic flow.
Held for twenty minutes,
so my chances now are well and truly fucked.

Late again, in ample time.
Mortgage payments, dotted lines.
Final warnings.
Card declined at Lunch.
Keep a fiver in my bag,
But I better hold it back.
Train Fair in the morning is a must.
Big Boss Man won't understand.
Threatens life with Cap-in-hand,
then smiles and ticks a box of on his list.

Back home as the son goes down.
With the ones that follow suit,
shouting at the streetlamps for more light.
Lift is Out of Order
And the stairs are never ending
In the 13 floors of people stacked within.
Just before our door,
We pass the beast ,
sat in the hall
Behind a bit of wood put up to keep it in.
As always it Barks,
Until the owner sobers up and throws an empty beer can at it from within.
Keys in the door to slumber time seems much to me a second life.
I don't remember sitting for a rest.
In the post-war fabrication,
Not designed for tests of time,
Or the patter from the feet of mice and men.
But it's all we have for now so I better sleep until the gamble in the morning with the lift.

Flash Harry · February 27, 2012, 06:14:56 AM

You're a fabulous poet. I haven't heard this, I've just read the lyrics, having read them I don't want to listen to the song just yet, the images you've painted are so powerful and so immediate and have such resonance. Just incredible.

Amazing. I'll have a listen after I have had a walk to the shops. Powerful stuff. Powerful stuff.

Have you considered a life in politics? We need some visionaries, we don't seem to have any in the current hapless bunch.

launched · February 27, 2012, 07:23:41 AM

My goodness, possibly the inverse of Walden Woods and the manifestation of its warning? Absolutely brilliant!!

I f*cking love it - The semi-monotone singing and the clever beats really make this one riveting and in the zone.

Once again you amaze me, bro!!

Greeny · February 27, 2012, 07:23:59 AM

True London poetry. An urban soundtrack, and way better than The Streets. Utterly outstanding work, and I feel honoured to know an artist of your calibre! This is already demanding repeat listens. Everything about it is killer.

Flash Harry · February 27, 2012, 07:34:53 AM

1st listen, blown me away.

SteveB · February 27, 2012, 09:24:19 AM

Another OKO slice of perfect street pop.

I repeat ad nauseum, why you haven't been tracked down by these A&R types and chained to a recording studio is beyond mortal comprehension? Long may you live to keep producing these outstanding gems.

phantasm777 · February 27, 2012, 10:41:41 AM

ok, OsCKilO,

ya got me. im not much of a reggae fan, like a lil. but when i heard this i heard a couple of cool non intrusive to the song drum beats ringin in my head. if i have your permission i'd like to do drums for it (perhaps even bass but if not thats fine) i love doing funky type drums, broken beats and such and this one fits that bill.