| It's a religion in greeting All in a hand shake Nice and firm I am really glad to meet you I want to know what you have to say I want to know who you really are But now I've lost my hand My meaning and sense of moment are well lets say Can no longer be conveyed in the same way I am unable to show my feelings and really say hello This religion has no longer the same meaning. It's all in a kiss Cheek to cheek It's a religion in greeting Moist & wet I am really glad to meet you Jon Gershon |
| Big Issue Man stands outside the station Morning he say's 'Big Issue' He waves it at me Guilty I say good morning and walk by Wanting to help But my empty pockets dictate Except for this loose change That doesn't add up to much One just does what one can I think Jon Gershon |
| My life is the day After the previous day that is My Religion is my life My day well some of the time Filled with pouring, trickling Its transparent freshness airy Imprinting its measure The ones I forget of course What is felt, sensed Giving reason and meaning A step moulded by feet An engine fine-tuned Running in my spare time Amen Jon Gershon |
| The magic line This is an invisible line I am from here you are from there This is my line my cultured border possessed It is the position I hold It represents what is on this side and what is on your side is yours Defining my values my place in time My history its prosperity or poverty Its demonic stamp of officialdom mmmmmm. Yes but what if we was to erase the line With this magic rubber All preconceptions would be removed Enable minds to realise Your culture is my culture Your identity is mine For when one looks more closely Your side is not much different from mine Jon Gershon |
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