Name: Mendicante by Flavio Pozzaglio
Duration: 3 min 22 s
Description: Mendicante di Flavio Pozzaglio Compositore Autore

beautiful voice and instrumental, nice track !

your new songs have your vocal really coming forward --it's great Flavio!

Dairv took this song to new heights...he made it his own.
Love his work
https://soundcloud.com/dairv-dubbleyew

10/February/2022

A Hand Full Of Toys/ Featuring Dairv Dubbleyew

A caring message from a concerned human

Now that our leaders are working on world war 3
I'd like to share

Something I think I see

This isn't a protest
Or a call to arms

Just some friendly words 
For the righteous
The marginalized
The straight and queer

And I know you're not asking

I see now
The only thing that moves us
People

Is fear
And threat

If a bomb drops in some faraway land
Does it make a sound?

So here we go

When you step out at night
Under the cold starlight

Look out!
Look out!

Achtung!
Fais attention!
Look out! Look out!

You don't know what's gonna fall out of the sky
Might be a satellite 
It might be a nuclear missile
It might be drone fire
It might just be some smog in the air
Or Covid 19
Be careful when you breath!

Xiao Xing!
Xiao
Xing!
Look out! Look out!

(look out)

Your children are sleeping quietly
But you know better
You know what might be coming

(look out) (look out)

The whole world's awake now
Our eyes are open now

(Take care everyone)
(Peace)

Across The World

A tune I’d forgotten I had, reworked and recorded for the first time ! 
There’s some D’angelo  influences in here for sure too !

One in a Million

I live in a country where, for example:

•	A new “animal welfare” bill will ensure that around 100 million sentient animals each year will suffer extreme, prolonged trauma and pain as they are slaughtered without having first been stunned.  This is in order to respect minority religious beliefs.
•	Male convicted child abusers and rapists who decide to “identify as a woman” have the right to serve their sentences in women-only prisons so that their rights are not compromised.
•	The desperate, hysterical craving for universal “equality” manifests itself in obscene levels of positive discrimination to deliver race / gender etc "quotas".
•	Ransoms of hundreds of millions of pounds are paid to crass despotic theocracies to release hostages – money that will fund the development of nuclear programmes that those state-agents of god intend to deploy for the obliteration of neighbouring countries and their cultures.
•	A high ranking female politician declines the invitation to define what a woman is, for fear of “being dragged down a rabbit hole”.
•	Police and local government services turn a blind eye to industrial scale sexual abuse of vulnerable young girls to avoid stirring racial tensions.
•	It is decreed that if we can’t buy our oil from a thief we may as well buy it from a murderer as pumping our own plentiful supplies locally may offend environmentalists.
•	Ad infinitum.

The country I live in used to be called England.

Last night I read her the last rights, sang her this little poem I made up for her and cradled her as she slipped fitfully away.

I didn’t bother to mark the grave.
___________________________________________________________________

The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Whisper, sweet love,
Did you feel any hurt,
As they hacked at your heart
With their blunt knives of dirt?
Love of my life!
Did you feel any pain?
As they raised up their rocks
To stone your brain.

The true paragon of fair
Balanced and just.
Slain by dogmas of air
Lunatic liberal lust.
I’ll lullaby your dead heart
That pulmonary shocks can’t restart
We’re history consigned,
To bedlam resigned.
But I’d rather rot dead
Than wake in a contemporary bed
Of moral principle smoothies
In a world that eschews me.
Hush, don’t make a fuss, there’s no need to discuss
Spinning whirlpools of statuesque dust
All relics of pride, I’ve laid delicately aside
In simple disgust.

The Cold Blooded Murder Of Albion

Mendicante di Flavio Pozzaglio Compositore Autore

Mendicante

...another waltz that I hope brings some joy!

Better Days Ahead

Video on YouTube: https://youtu.be/EtAjcXOELKw

Image by Zeyneb Alishova on Pexels:
https://www.pexels.com/photo/a-woman-lying-in-a-dark-room-11383228/

This Fragile Moment (with video)

There's Lizzards on the walls in my hotel, it's hot as hell and it don't smell like my home town.
There's strangers in the halls, and the Punjab calls
while children laugh out loud without regard or regret

Ensconced in cotton course and white
the Charpois wait for another night
and the jet is on the runway, waiting for the northern flight
and Kashmir waits with open arms and mountains bright.

There's Lizzards on the walls of my hotel
Theres loaded Tongas on the teeming street that's lined with open stalls of spice and fruit and brass and salt and hanging meat.

There's Lizzards on the walls
Marigolds strung on strings wrapped around all kind of things.
Beggers on the street with broken arms and legs and feet, still smiling as they reach through diesel fumes and swarms of flys and eyes that stare longingly for some relief.

The Privileged life it dawns on me i didn't see till then and there
where a thousand stare in disbelief 
Humbled like a thief before the judge.

There's Lizzards on the Walls(a distant memory)

Goodbye Earth

Song by The Devil's Blood

Music, production, artwork: Verulium
Vocals: AK Sanderson

Saturday is a mile away
I still feel  the burning flames
As I walk through death again
Saturday burns my skin with wine
He marks it six with a silver knife
As I feel his breath again

I know he loves me
I know he must
My life for you
Voodoo dust

Drowning only feet from the shore
Sleeping an endless sleep
But violently awake, we wait
We walk the thousand yards he lays for us
We do his work his will is thus
Violently awake, we wait

We know he loves us
We know he must
We die for you
Voodoo dust

Saturday is a mile away
I still feel the burning flames
As I walk through death again
Saturday burns my skin with wine
He marks it six with a silver knife
As I feel his breath again

I know he loves me
I know he must
My life for you
Voodoo dust

Drowning only feet from the shore
Sleeping an endless sleep
But violently awake, we wait
We walk the thousand yards he lays for us
We do his work his will is thus
Violently awake, we wait

We know he loves us
We know he must
We die for you
Voodoo dust

Voodoo Dust

some more fun with my talented friend Georg

Moon Stars  w/ Georg Boehme

Produttore Musicista Polistrumentista, Arrangiatore e  Cantante. inizia sin da giovanissimo insieme alla sorella Flavia in arte Irene Fargo a manifestare una spiccata e istintiva propensione per la musica e insieme imparano ad amarla.
E' Compositore, Autore e compone nel cd Il Cuore fa di Irene Fargo il brano Libellula, "canzone che in una veste apparentemente delicata, descrive il grande dramma della pedofilia vista dagli occhi di un bambino".
One Man Band della musica pubblicata qui. 
Buon Ascolto!

Mendicante

Flavio Pozzaglio

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