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| From an artist named Gagnon. Don't know the rest of the story. It's a spot on the Canadian coast. |
It's a hard time ahead,
most of us afraid,
depressed,
furious, motivated,
but lost in the shuffle.
Elections ain't
gonna help,
nor will,
many 'liberal institutions' that swear loyalty
to Mr. Big.
People with heavy
stock investments
will likely stay quiet.
Don't we know
it's time to get on-board?
Truth train.
Needed more than ever.
Lift every voice.
Having to face,
at the same moment,
our present reality and the need for serious public action,
many find it hard
to join hands.
But we are older
and maybe a bit wiser now.
We know our lives are meaningless
unless connected to our
ancestral generations
who fought their way
thru wars, plagues, famine,
droughts, earthquakes, floods and
cold nights.
Their hard lives brought us here today.
Their spirit is inside
all of us.
We,
in our relative luxury,
complain when we have to answer the door.
Some accept the grim reaper.
Many have given up hope.
Witness the current difficulty
of building a revolution.
We must protect the next 7 generations.
We don't have much time to play a round.
Being human
trumps
all the rest of the shit show around me.
I'm willing to share hands with anyone
who is principled and wants to help
fight for life.
Peace and love,
Bruce
PS Special thanks to Lightnin' Hopkins and the O'Jays.
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