Tribute to Primo Levi's "If this is a man"

Consider if this is a man
who can not remember his home,
he works and sleeps,
he exists.
He is a cart-horse, this man,
who never questions a task;
the man has only one face
and he is ashamed to recognise it.

Tell me that this is a man,
with stolen scraps for shoes,
whose heart is warmed by cold porridge,
he breathes.
He has no shadow, this man,
they have taken everything from him;
his body can not understand fatigue
even as it breaks apart.

It is a sad and painful thing to look at this man
knowing he once held his freedom in his hands.


I just read "If this is a man" by Primo Levi, a great and absorbing book about the mass dehumanisation of Jews in Auschwitz and the incredible survival of a few unbreakable spirits. Surprisingly, it doesnt bash the nazis as you'd expect it to.

My wedding vows

I thought i wouldn't know what to say
infront of everyone on this stressful day;
but no stress, no fear or angst, no doubt:
you're simply all i cant live without.

Damn! ...you look insanely fine,
every inch of you is some unique design,
i just wanna have you, right here, in front of all the guests,
grab that sweet ass and bury my head in your -

Oops; i'm sorry, i'd even begun to drool;
i warned you that you'd be marrying a fool,
but the luckiest fool on the entire planet,
let's hurry this up so we can get down on it!

For serious, girl, you are lookin' all kinds of tight
and i promise i'm a represent at least twice a night,
cos i've hit the jackpot without ever spendin a buck;
for real, let's slip outta here, go out back and just-

I can't believe i amlost said that in front of the priest,
let me wind up by saying, last but not least,
that i know i act crazy but this is my wedding vow:
I wasn't ready for love before you but i'm a prove i'm ready now.


This is for my girl that's getting married in July. Cant believe it, Bella, but i'm incredibly happy for you. And insanely jealous! Thanx for not doing it in Vegas. Mad monkey love.

Tribute to Hugh Mearn's classic.

These 2 are mine:

"He lost himself inside my head,
amongst dreams i could not follow,
the inner child i thought was dead;
hope to see him tomorrow. "

and you know this one has happened to you:

"Flushed away to another world,
drowning in the toilet swirl,
words of wisdom i should have known:
miss the call or lose the phone!"

Okay, here is the Hugh Mearn's classic that inspired it all ( for me, at least):

"As i was walking up the stair,
i met a man who wasn't there,
he wasn't there again today,
i wish, i wish he'd go away."