he was watching DemocracyNow! as it
reported under Headlines that Drumpf and Party were not getting back to
organisations who were seeking demonstration space in Washington D.C. to
protest his presidency
on Inauguration Day
and as he listened to the reporting tried to
quell the violence ticking inside him incited by their cowardly acts their unwillingness
to face evident and unfavorable opinion while otherwise maintaining Drumpfs
stated desire “to be president of all Americans” yet obviously afraid fearful to
brave them face to face
such Horseshit! demonstration
space
demonstration spaces provided to
hide and suppress those who disagree with this authority-lacking-mandate and
keep it from seeing the least-adoring of the country
and as he listened to their
reporting inside his head he heard Woody Guthries This Land Is Your Land sung softly its words changed
This land is your land this land
is my land
From where they tell us or where
they dont
From where they arrest us for
contrived trespassin
This land was made for you and me
distracted by the abject notion of demonstration space strangled any other words
if you cant face people in
real time fantasy and falsehood placate and are your demeanor
OhNo Only I can save you
1044, Friday,
6 1. 17
Woody Guthrie This Land Is Your Land https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxiMrvDbq3s
This
land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
From California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As
I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
I
roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
There was a big high
wall, that tried to stop me
A sign was painted it
said Private Property
But on the back side it
didn’t say nothing
This land was made
for you and me
When
the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me
In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me
This
land is your land, this land is my land
From the California to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
From the California to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
