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Who Be Kind To chords by
Allen Ginsberg
Allen Ginsberg
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Verse 1
Gm

Who be kind to?

Who be kind to?

Be kind to yourself, only one,

and perishable of many on the planet.
G

Thou art that one that wishes

a soft finger
Gm

tracing the line of feel

ing from nipple to pubis.
F
Gm

One that wishes a tongue

to kiss your armpit,
G

a lip to kiss your cheek
D
C

inside your whiteness thigh
G

Be kind to yourself, Harry,

because unkindness comes

when the body explodes

Napalm, cancer, and the deathbed in Vietnam is
F
G

a strange place to dream of trees leaning over

and angry American faces grinning with

sleepwalk terror over your last eye

Be kind to yourself
F

because the bliss of your own kindness
G

will flood the police tomorrow
F

Because the cow weeps in the field
G
Em
G

and the mouse weeps in the cat hole
F
G

Be kind to this place

which is your present habitation

With Derek and radar tower

and flower in the ancient brook

Be kind to your neighbor

who weeps solid tears

on the television sofa

He has no other home

and hears nothing
C

but the hard voice of telephones. Click. Bzzz.
G

Switch channel and the inspired melodrama

disappears and he's left

alone for the night.

He disappears in bed.

Be kind to your disappearing

mother and father

gazing out the terrace window
G

as milk truck and hearse turn the corner.

Be kind to the politician
D
Eb
G
Em
G
F

weeping in the galleries of Whitehall, Kremlin, White House, Louvre, Phoenix City,
G
Bb
G

aged, large -nosed, angry, nervously dialing the bold voice box

connected to electrodes

underground

converging through wires vaster

than a kitten's eye can see on

the mushroom -shaped fear lobe
F
G

under the ear of the sleeping Dr. Einstein,
F#m

crawling with worms,

crawling with worms,
G

crawling with worms.

The hour has come.

Sick, dissatisfied, unloved,

the bulky foreheads of Captain, Premier,

President, Sir, Comrade, fear.
D

Be kind to the fearful one at your

side

who's remembering
G

the lamentations of the Bible

and the prophecies of the crucified Adam,

son of all the porters
C
G

and charred men of Belgravia.
Em

Be kind to yourself
G

who weep under the
D

Moscow moon
C
G

and hide your bliss hairs under rain
C
G

coat and suede Levi's,
C
G

for this is a joy to be born.

The kindness received through strange

eyeglasses

on a bus through Kensington,

the finger touch of the Londoner on your thumb
C

that borrows light from your cigarette,
G

the smile of morning at Newcastle

Central Station
D

when long -haired Tom Blonde husband

greets the bearded stranger of telephones,
G
F

the boom -bomb that bounces
G

in the joyful bowels

as the Liverpool minstrels of Cavernsink

raise up their joyful voices

and guitars in electric Afric.
D
G

Hurrah for Jerusalem.

The saints come marching in.

Twist and shout and gates of Eden
Em

are named in Albion again.
G

Hope sings a black psalm from Nigeria

and a white psalm echoes in Detroit

and re -echoes amplified from

Nottingham to Prague
Eb
G

and a Chinese psalm will be heard
G

if we all live our lives out

for the next six decades.

Be kind to the Chinese psalm

in the red transistor in your breast.

Be kind to Monk Thelonious

in the five spot

who plays lone chord
D

bangs on his vast piano
G

lost in space on a stool

and hearing himself

in this nightclub universe.

Be kind to the heroes

who have lost their names

in the newspaper

And hear only their own

supplication

for the peaceful kiss of sex
D

in the giant auditoriums of the planet
G

Nameless voices crying
D

for kindness

in the orchestra
G

Screaming in anguish that bliss come true
F

And sparrows sing another
G

hundred years

to white -haired babes

and poets be fools of their own desire.

Oh, Anacreon and Angelic Shelley,
D

guide these new -nippled generations
G

on spaceships

to Mars' next universe.
D
G

The prayer is to man and girl,

the only gods,

the only lords of kingdoms of feeling,

Christs of their own living ribs.
D

Bicycle chain and machine gun,
Em
D
G

fear, sneer, and smell cold logic
C
G
D

of the dream bomb have come to Saigon,
G
Eb

Johannesburg, Dominica City, Phnom Penh,
G

Pentagon, Paris, and Lhasa.

Ah, be kind to the universe of self
F

that trembles and shudders and thrills
G

in twentieth century,

that opens its eyes and belly and breast
C
G

chained with flesh
D
G

to feel the myriad flowers of bliss
Eb
Gm
G

that I am to thee a dream, a dream.
F

I don't want to be alone.
G

I want to know that I am loved.
C
Bb

I want the orgy of our flesh,
G
C
F

orgy of all eyes happy,
C
G

orgy of the soul kissing
C
G

and blessing its mortal grown body,

orgy of tenderness beneath the neck,
D

orgy of kindness to thigh and vagina.
G

Desire given with meat,

hand, and cock.

Desire taken with mouth and ass.
G

Desire returned to the last sigh.

Be kind to the poor soul

that cries in a crack of the pavement

because he has no body.

Prayers to the ghosts and demons,

the lacklustres of capitals and

congresses
G

who make sadistic noises on

the radio.

...statue destroyers and

tank captains,

unhappy murderers in Mekong

and Stanleyville.

For a new kind of man has

come to his bliss.

To end the Cold War,

he has borne against his own kind flesh

since the days of the snake."

Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.

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Chords
  • Gm

    3
  • G

  • F

  • D

  • C

  • Em

  • Eb

    6
  • Bb

  • F#m

    2

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