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Subject: Something in the air
From: Larkin
To: All
Date Posted: Sat, Sep 04, 1999 at 20:22:20 (EDT)
Email Address: larkin@redcrow.demon.co.uk

Message:
For those who made Jai Satch'anand
Their only daily greeting
For those whose frantic social whirl
Was one more satsang meeting
For those who gave up everything
And all the dreams they planned out
For those who looked for light divine
And found an ambient bland-out
For those who came like sleepwalkers
With hearts and minds sincere
For those sho sought the love supreme
But found a panacaea
For those who gave their cash to buy
His houses, plane and car too
For those who succumbed in the night
To Prem Pal Nosferatu


For those whose eyes saw through his lies
(To him you don't mean tuppence)
And wait with bated breath to see
The fraud get his comeuppance
For those who knew for years just
satsangservicemeditation
For those who tell it clearly now
With righteous indignation
For those who forwent fish and fowl
And meat and lust and pleasure
For those who crapped on near and dear
For one elusive treasure
For those whose years of practice
Left them feeling robbed and cheated
Now wait for dawn to see the vampire
Finally unseated


For those still twingeing from the guilt
Of the neglectful mother,
Father, brother, sister, friend
Or the unfaithful lover
For those who long to shift that guilt
From their own weary shoulder
For those whose wisdom came so late
- are now two decades older
For those whose thoughts they echo mine
(I'll be your friend forever)
Who know that love and laughter
Are the only earthly treasure
For those whose friends met tragic ends
In suicide or breakdown
And await Van Helsing to come by
To whack that final stake down...


...Take heart, there's something in the air
The end might soon be coming
The stockades rise, but much too late
D'you see those hotshots running
To their lawyers; drafting threats
In nervous language uttered?
As rats desert the sinking ship
Which side is their bread buttered?
JC has seen it in the stars
And done a Simon Peter
(There weren't no holy paedophiles
In Vedas or the Gita.)
Who will stand by Prem Rawat
When he's the leading witness
And has to testify in court
- Is probably scared shitless -


Admitting that he washed his hands
Of what his saints were doing?
And if these claims are libellous
Then how come no-one's suing?


90-100: As good as Sex Pistols God Save the Queen or Howl
80-89: Good beat, easy to dance to
70-79: Better than Blue Aquarius
60-69: As good as One Foundation
Less than 60: Worse than Maharaji's music or poems